The Queef Squad

Over the past week we learned that we are now supposed to refer to the Democrat Adolescent Mean Girl Caucus as “The Squad” because, who knows?

In case you’ve been living under a rock, Teh Squat consists of four mentally stunted Prognazi females (allegedly) who have been a constant pain in the arse to the Democrat Socialist Party ever since they got their America-hating, Marxist butts elected to warm seats in Congress. Pain in the arse because the vast majority of Americans don’t much care for shrieking mental midgets who spare no opportunity to take a giant dump on Old Glory and all that she stands for and, despicable though they be, most Democrats aren’t unaware of this and would much rather not be associated with a quartet of racist, anti-Semitic, communist harpies.

It doesn’t play well with swing voters, you see.

So Botox Pelousy, in a rare moment of lucidity, had started to disassociate the Democrat Party from those demented commutards. Not because the Democrats have suddenly stopped supporting communism, obviously, but because they’d rather not the American people find out about it.

And it was beginning to work, too! Yes, we did enjoy the glorious entertainment of watching the Demunist Party tear themselves apart as Pelousy and Teh Squat exchanged ever more snarky attacks and tweets, you’d have to have a heart of stone to not enjoy that, but we were a bit worried that Pelousy might end up being successful in detaching Teh Squat Millstone from the neck of the Democrat Socialist Party.

We needn’t have worried. The President promptly called out the Four Fuckups of the Apocalypse for what they were, a bunch of America-hating twats who, if they hated being here in America so much, perhaps ought to consider getting the fuck out.

Oh, the drama that ensued (once our ears had stopped ringing from the resounding “FUCK YEAH!” that arose from tens of millions of Americans throats)!

The Democrat Socialists and the Enemedia (but we repeat ourselves), along with every drooling cuck concern troll who ever dreamed of a night in Jonah Goldberg’s flabby arms on the Lido Deck of a Weakly Standard cruise (again, we repeat ourselves) immediately had synchronous orgasms or whatever passes for an orgasm with those people.

“Oooooh! Well I NEVAH! NOW he’s done it!” and, of course, copious applications of the good old “RAYCISSSS!”

That race was at no point mentioned in the President’s tweet goes without saying, of course.

And with one fell swoop, or one well-aimed tweet, as one might say, the Demonazis’ plans of distancing themselves from Teh Squat fell apart with an earth-shattering kaboom as they found themselves forced to scramble to defend the America-hating, racist, anti-Semitic communist bimbos. Because to not do so would terminally alienate the party from the howling twitter mobs upon whose votes the party’s future existence rests.

Of course, doing so terminally alienated the Prognazi Party from the millions of swing voters without whom they also can’t hope to win elections. Millions, if not all of those swing voting Americans don’t particularly like it when somebody pisses on America and our flag.

So… Heads, Trump wins, tails, Democrats lose.

Yeah, those tweets sure were a huge “gaffe”, weren’t they?

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Thatisall.