Ring the haringbalzematas, wriggle the whozitmatals, blare the Trump trumpets, as another war is finally on, with Dr. Suess and Kid Rock and RFK Jr. collaborating to entertain the troops with trademark nonsense phrasings. Such lyrics likely permeated the blasts with various instruments of liberal metal music of protest under an ICE awning at a local motel. Literally No Sleep Till Brooklyn (Park), as this song was appropriately played.
It finally happened, amidst the hoopla. Enough foreplay. War is hell enough, without her getting her expectations up. Going in without […]