"Spiked Nog",...From the Theology Series.

"Spiked Nog",...From the Theology Series. 

I have this notion that #45 this Christmas eve will bolt out of the WH eyes bugging screaming something about “giant snakes in the walls” with a bunch of Secret Service guys chasing him with nets.

Hopped up on Meth he outruns the heat carjacks a 1956 Desoto then drives to a 7-11 which he robs at gun point taking 20 pounds of Viagra a keg of Diet Pepsi, and the latest issue of “Jugg’s”.

Still wired he jumps the fence to the railroad tracks hops a freight train headed to Manitoba, and is never seen again. Though like Elvis there are constant sightings.
Especially in Trumpland where he’s now worshiped. The “First Church of Trump” becomes the fastest growing cult since Jim Jones shook Teddy Kennedy’s hand. 7-11’s are ritually robbed all over the pink slip states in his honor.

His followers re-enact #45's last act as a sign of loyalty, and in hope of going to Jesusland to be with #45. This when the cops blow their brains out for armed robbery. 

Later President Pence signs an executive order for the mass extermination of Queers Negros etc etc….there’s a long list. This of course starts a nuclear civil war.

Meanwhile Otto Smink,…aka the former #45 plays piano at the Redeye. 

A legal meth-house in Bleeding Badger Manitoba. Otto is content in his new life. The only problem the radiation from the genocidal screwy civil war down south,…what the hell they give him all the speedballs he can shoot. That was his fav from his “Studio 54” days. 

Life is good.