Wednesday, 12 October 2016

Clinton V Trump: Celebrity Death Match!

Clinton V Trump: Celebrity Death Match! 

The second American electoral debate is in the books, with no clear winner indicated in the polls, the candidates have agreed to a “celebrity death-match”  for those unaware of the format, please take a time machine to a happier simpler period in history where not many fucks were given about anything… or youtube…yes youtube may be simpler.


We join celebrity announcer Trevor Noah for the introductions, “welcome to celebrity death match, in the Blue Corner fighting for the Jackass party, it’s the indestructible Hillary, and in the Red Corner …wait, what are you doing?” …we are sorry folks but Trevor Noah just had his work permit revoked and he has been deported to native South Africa, we are calling this opening salvo a win for Trump… the candidates circle each other warily, it’s Clinton who jabs first, she throws Trump’s tax returns at his head, he’s hit! And he goes beserk!!! “that’s a billion you and Obama never got to waste on the Blacks and Latino Hispanics” he snarls, Clinton seizes the opportunity to ask the judges to show trump the ‘HATE’ card, Justice Scalia declines her request ‘we all have an ethnicity madam, it’s not hate if you point that out’ he remarks, Trump is still reeling however and is leaning on the ropes, Clinton charges in delivers a sharp kick to the shins, Trump falls to his knees, she shouts ‘you’re not going to grab this pussy, Donald! …Trump reels from that kick in the nads…That’s got to hurt folks! 

 Trump crawls back to his corner, oh my god! His corner-man Paul Ryan has left his post and is heading out of the arena, and he’s taking some others with him, Ryan is bristling with righteous indignation, the crowd is booing and all hell is breaking loose, That is a serious bitch move right there!...meanwhile...Bill has joined Hillary and is putting the boot to The Donald, and the late night comedians are joining in! , it’s Dogpile on the rabbit folks, and in the middle of all this Donald has tweeted and it’s in code “It’s 3 am and I must be lonely @therealdonaldtrump” …is he a Matchbox20 fan? What the heck… 

 Here’s Sean Hannity coming to the ring, is he going to help Trump? ..wait..he’s just standing there, ‘hey Hannity,what are you doing here?” “waiting for someone to ask me if Donald agreed with the war in Eye-rack” … well he’s no help, the blows keep pouring in, Bill just bit him on the cankle, and we all know how much Bill loves his cankles, oh the humanity, they have ripped Trump’s suit off, his pants are in shreds, Hillary has his balls in her icy grip, will someone not throw in the towel? … but wait… someone has rushed into the arena and he’s packing a serious arsenal, the light hits him, omg! It’s Ambassador Stevens… well his mutilated corpse anyways and he looks mad as hell! …. He’s shooting Trumps attackers, they are falling by the wayside, he is screaming “it’s 3 am , answer the fucking phone bitch!” … there goes Bill’s dick, I guess he should have kept it in his pants, pow! pow! Hillary has taken fire but she’s still standing, she grabs Mohamed’s Teddy Bear and hits Stevens, his head flies off, he’s out of this fight….  Trump is getting to his feet also, these two candidates are like the cockroaches that survive nuclear winters, indestructible!!! … The crowd had gone wild, pandemonium has ensued, fights are breaking out all over the arena, the #blacklivesmatters folks are fighting the #allliesmatter folks, the blacks, who really enjoy being called ‘the blacks’ are wrassling with the Whites, Latino Hispanics are pushing regular Hispanics, the bell rings, it’s a draw…. It’s back to debating , see you on the 19th October Folks. Goodnight.

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