Disconnected Jottings

  I've given everybody's favorite president a new look. I'm tired of looking at his same, old, sober business suit, so I designed a new, classy one for him, and a nice hat to go with it.    

  Turkish movie theaters are laid out differently to American ones. Movie goers like the screen smaller and to one side so they have to turn their heads.    

  A couple of the judges stepped out to take a dump, so me and Zuck stepped in for the Christmas photo op. I think their judgeships will love it.    

 

I mistakenly thought I would blend in but there was no fooling the girls rifle team. These were the days before 'Wokeness' infested America. 'Inclusiveness' was not a thing to be grasped; 'Exclusiveness' was the order of the day. It was legal to exclude anyone who didn't fit the mold. And so it was that the girls took my rifle away and ordered me into the kitchen to make their sandwiches. I had no choice because I was disarmed and they all had rifles.