Twenty Questions

Let's play twenty questions might not be something you want to hear from a special prosecutor.  Depends on who's making up the questions, I suppose.

The twit-in-chief tried to get in front of the real top twenty with his own collusion free list which magically made it's way to the press.   Once the list hit the press, the twit went into tweet mode with words like 'shameful witch hunt' and 'still no collusion'.

The problem with this episode of Celebrity Tyrant is a couple of people who actually passed a bar exam noticed the questions didn't read like questions people who have passed a bar exam would write down.  Evidently, most lawyers don't use "everybody says" or "huge" in question framing.

So the leaked questions had to come from the White House. Now that's the best fake news you can get!

Speaking of, remember that letter the Donald's personal doctor wrote before the election claiming he'd be the 'healthiest individual ever elected to the presidency'.  The seemingly over-zealous physician had seen Trump over thirty years, so he could certainly claim intimate knowledge.

It turns out, according to said doctor, his former patient dictated the whole thing.  He just took notes and signed his name to them.  Why would he make this startling admission now?  Probably because a former Trump body guard and a lawyer marched into his office several months ago and took all of his personal medical records.

The doctor says they didn't bother to show any document authorizing the seizure of Trump's personal medical records, so technically it wasn't exactly legal.  But they didn't seem the type who bothered with actual legalities.

Trump's former doctor became his former doctor when he made a casual mention about prescribing hair loss medication.  The Donald doesn't want you to know he has hair issues.  It's a secret, so don't tell anybody.

Seems to me he's missing out on one heck of an endorsement deal, though. Just think how many of the follically challenged are hiding under MAGA hats. It's gotta be better than Pizza Hut.

But I digress.  Just remember Cadet Bone Spurs is sensitive so don't be mean like Cadet Bone Spurs.

Speaking of mean, according to the bleeting sheep on Faux News, the lady at the White House Correspondents Dinner was not nice at all.  She had the audacity to tell jokes at the expense of the Donald and his staff.  Trumpets all over the country are trying to figure out what smokey eye means.

Of course, the Donald didn't sit through it.  He hasn't attended one of those dinners, unlike every other oval office resident since 1924. As noted above, he's a sensitive guy. A known homebody. It's just too much for him.

If he really wanted to hear hateful, vindictive insults, he'd read his twitter history out loud.

Which brings me to a question I hope Mueller has actually thought of.  It'd go something like, "Before we sentence you for perjury, obstruction of justice and treason, is there anything else you'd like to tweet?"