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Priss Family Robinson

“I am the chosen one.” The Tyrumposaurus held his short arms high and positively gleamed at the Mediacircustops gathered before him. A few of them...

“Let’s do some math here.”

The Tyrumposaurus squatted at the flat rock lectern, looking out at his latest audience, a few dozen Royaldutch Shellplanters in the Beaver Beltlands of Pennsappalachia. The T-Rump’s gaze passed over their slobbery mugs one at...

Bye-bye, Mooch. Hello, Cooch.

The Trollertweety flew overhead, releasing its fury. “Squawk! The T-Rump is mentally declining! He’s losing his step! He’s a corrosive, socially dividing cancer! Squawk!” That damn...

Old T-Rump, He Had a Scam …

The following song could be heard making the rounds recently in the Trumpassic Period playgrounds near and far as dino tots sang at the...

Love, Respect and Enthusiasm

The plodding Tyrumposaurus entourage pulled up at the entrance to the Dino Sick Bay in Greaterdayton to a waiting pack of Mediacircustops. Just days...

The Stochastic Stooge

“Stochastic terror?! What the hell is that?” The Tyrumposaurus looked incredulously at his acting chief of staff, the Mickmulvaney, who was becoming quite used to explaining big words...

40 Acres and a Mule

The 20 Donkeykongrus dinos slogged along, continuing their Trudge-About, a Trumpassic Period version of the walk-about. It was a soul-searching trek these dinos took religiously every month. The November...

Madam Speaker

The Simonandgarfunkel minstrel dino tells us that heaven holds a place for those who pray. Especially those in search of the Big Story. The Manuraju, a young, earnest Mediacircustops,...

While Dinos Slept

Today was the big day. The bold, unabashed words from a mountain-top manifesto. The Muellersavus was finally going to speak before the Kongrus Kave and bring to life...

The Great Conflate

Don’t look. But you couldn’t turn away. The putrid, icky, sticky swamp waters of the Puhl-DePlugg Reservoir were once more bubbling over. As in desperate times...