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Secret Service Agent Whinielle
Whinielle killed Nicole Simpson?
Sean O’Brien disgrace
Elon Musk vs Zuckerberg fight
Owww!
If Prince Harry showed up at Charle's coronation
Does Charlie swallow?
Why DID Charlie want the golden tic?
Did GJ understand statistics?
Did Charlie have brain damage?
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Kamala Harris burst through the Oval Office door, her eyes gleaming with excitement. “Mr. President! You won’t believe what just happened!” she exclaimed, her voice a mix of exhilaration and frenetic energy.
Joe Biden, seated calmly at his desk, looked up from a stack of papers, his brow furrowed in mild concern. “What is it, Kamala?” he asked, his tone steady yet cautious.
“I just found out that I’m getting an automatic nomination for the presidency!” she declared, her hands flailing animatedly as if conducting an invisible orchestra. “No primaries! No debates! Just straight to the final!”
Biden’s expression shifted to one of bemusement as he leaned back in his chair. “That’s… quite something,” he replied slowly, trying to gauge her enthusiasm against the backdrop of reality.
Kamala’s laughter rang out like a bell, but it was tinged with an edge that suggested she was not entirely grounded. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small baggie, her fingers trembling slightly as she poured a line of white powder onto Biden’s desk. “And you know what? This calls for a celebration!” she said with a mischievous grin before snorting the cocaine with abandon.
“Kamala,” Biden said firmly but gently, “we need to stay focused on the issues at hand.” He watched as she swayed slightly, lost in her own world where victory was assured and challenges were mere figments of imagination.
“Focus? Mr. President,” she giggled uncontrollably, “I’m already winning! Who needs focus when you have momentum?” Her words tumbled out in a rush as if they were racing against time itself.
Biden sighed softly, recognizing the disconnect between Kamala’s exuberance and the sobering realities of their political landscape. “It’s great to be excited about success,” he said carefully, “but we must remember that there are still people counting on us.”
Kamala waved him off dismissively, caught up in visions of grandeur.
Remember the game plan Trump. First you win a state, then you lose a state. Keep the electoral vote even. Pulverize her over the entire night. Then in the early hours of the morning get the 270 votes and we win.
I wonder if Biden called her near the end?
“Mr. President it’s over I’m afraid I just want to go home! Let’s get out of here let’s go back to the White House and just work for the next 75 days and then leave ok!”
“Cannot! Must not! Okay to lose to an election! Must not lose to fear!!
“Well I’m afraid! What do you want me to do.. I’ve never faced a man like this before… I’ve never won an election outside California! I don’t know what to…”
“HAI!”
“Kamala-San you stay focus! You’re best campaign still inside… now time let out!”
Is Kamala Harris going to return to Los Angeles? Her campaign is $20 million in debt. Shes broke and going nowhere. Maybe Trump will offer her a trip to Tahiti to lift her spirits?
RIP.
All Ron Miller wanted was some fresh coffee and a recount. And no matter how it turned out he wanted his old job back which was more than fair.
He also wanted the 6000 SUX... maybe it gave really shitty gas mileage but it was better than that death trap that Daniel and Lucille put Alley in (ON YOU HUSKIES YAHHH!)
Daniel never held public office nor served his community like Ron Miller.... yeah he tried to open a new business in a slum but he had no business sense to backup that endeavor.
Walz: You sure you don't need me in Minnesota?
Biden: No. You stay with Ms. Harris and join her campaign. I can't believe it, "Mr. Vice President Man." When's the election?
Walz: It's Tuesday. And rallies start Thursday.
Biden: And when is Kamala arriving?
Walz: She's not. Willie Brown got her this great job with a dance company in Jamaica. I guess she just couldn't say no, so...
Biden: You're disappointed, huh?
Walz: Yep. But that's life, I guess. I'll survive.
Biden: You'll do more than just survive.
Walz: I gotta go, okay?
Biden: Listen, Hunter says hi, and I love you.
Walz: Don't be weird. I love you too.
On Whinielles first day of being Barnes butler he would serve him his idea of a gourmet meal- Kraft Mac and cheese on a silver platter and then do a chefs kiss.
Barnes would be pretty disappointed that Whinielle is apparently incapable of making an authentic Italian dish.
Seems Whinielle finally learned some manners by addressing him as “Mr. Barnes”.
Barnes should get the trophy that was rightfully his - but what punishment should Whinielle face for illegally holding Barnes trophy for 39 years?
Considering the compounded interest on the value of the trophy itself, including the loss of Barnes earning potential over 39 years had he been made champion and given 50% of cobra Kai dojo’s, -Whinielle should have all his assets and car business seized and given to Barnes.
As an added punitive measure, Whinielle should be forced to relocate to the South Seas apartment complex and made to work as the maintenance man for 2 pennies a day (1 Penny of which goes to Barnes bank account as a symbolic gesture of perpetual servitude).
Biden: Inside you same place Presidency come from.
Harris: My Presidency comes from you.
Biden: Ah. Only root Presidency come from Biden. Just like voters choose strong candidate, you choose own way do Presidency same reason.
Harris: I do it your way.
Biden: Hai. One day, you do own way.
(Biden runs away)
Trump: See the trail.. I think he shit in his pants!
KIAH! (Kamala Harris stands in the doorway).
Trump: Well look who's here, the big prosecutor. (waives hands) Ka-MAH-La! Ka-MAH-La! Ka-MAH-La Walla! Come on nasty woman... let's see how good you really are...
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