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TWO CHEEKS OF THE SAME ARSE*

Step right up, ladies and gentlemen!  Welcome to the Big Top at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue, Washington, DC, home of the 2024 Narcissist Games!  

This presidential election year, we have a really special show for you:   

Two Cheeks of the Same Arse!

On the left cheek above and pictured below, is Mr. I Alone Can Win It!

And on the right cheek above and pictured below, is Mr. I Alone Can Fix It! 

We’ve got a really great 119 days of sheer fun lined up for you, folks!  Here are just a few of the exciting events you can count on: 

  • Watch the candidates toss word salads at each other from their clown cars!
         


           

           

  •     Thrill to the sight of each taking a selfish!       

  • Experience your very own disorienting sense of déjà vu!         

  • Feel the dread and fear the win!

Folks, you’ve never seen anything like this before:  Two old geezers dancing cheek to cheek to music only their hearing aids can hear.  

Don’t miss a front row seat to the asinine spectacle of a lifetime the whole world will be watching!


(Complimentary sick/trash bag with every viewing.)

Keep it real!

Marilyn

*Thanks to my friend P for this irreverent metaphor!

Comments

  1. ~eric.July 9, 2024 at 4:33 PM

    "All we have to do to beat the grim reaper is to keep moving." These two duffers deserve to retire to the golf course, together. Nobody wants to watch this tired rerun. "When the people lead, the leaders will follow."

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