What A Quack


 Did you ever start a project that went haywire and instead of stopping and starting all over again, you just kept going? Maybe you've spent a lot money and/or invested a lot of time into it. I've made some meals that started with a simple pasta but I felt I needed to jazz it up a bit so I added some dressing but that made it too vinegary so I added maple syrup then tomatoes then garlic then honey then ketchup then I tossed it all away and went to bed. I'm working on an art project now that needed redoing a few sections. I didn't wanna but I went back and corrected my mistakes. 

At some point someone will have to call it. The reflecting pool is a giant cesspool of a mess. Pouring in chemicals only made the paint come off. Stirring it, freezing it, baking it, zapping it... it's got to stop. There was a picture of a mama duck and her babies standing by the pool and looking back at the photographer as if to ask, "What the frickety-frack!? Quack!"

I'm guessing the orange man knows it's a $14 million dollar disaster, but $14 million is nothing to him. He just snuck $317 million dollars for his ballroom, the funds coming from us, meant for ways to make our lives better, not build a bunker he will never even  step into. He is also going to pay the Iranians billions to just stop taunting him. He truly thought he could bully them down and didn't understand who he was dealing with. Don't give any respect to either side. The Iranian government is going to whip a singer 74 lashes for not wearing her hijab. Donny didn't do his homework as usual. And now we pay the price for his idiocy. He's a five year old in a rotting body who just cannot stop touching things and destroying them. 

Drain the pool. Drain the swamp. Pull the plug. Can we please just start all over again?

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