Eight Of A Hundred

I'm sick of hearing about:
minimalistic approach

Trump meets Queen Elizabeth. Trump is thinking..."God, her hair and her skin are so white. She is a great, great woman. I am whiter than white. I am a great, great king."

I woke up at 5:30 a.m. It is 6:55 a.m.. I still haven't made coffee. Just one more proof-test of mental illness.

Our local television station employs a stammering weatherman. As irritating as he is, thank God he's not a surgeon.

It ain't much but it's all I got today.

Back to you Chet.

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