My Fellow Americans,
It is with a HEAVY HEART that my position as Mr.Trump’s running mate is now ,alas , no more. I personally think it was because of the cigars and the hat…and an old white guy running behind Mr.Trump tends to worry the Secret Service. Nevertheless, I hope his new running mate, Gov.Pence, will be able to stand the pace. As Trump bobs and weaves through the next few months, a younger man running with him will be of use, no doubt. By the time I get myself rolling along at a 3.00 mile pace (read that as a mile every three hours…downhill) ,Trump is nowhere to be seen. Oh,well…
Now that the Convention is over, it is back to the South to rabble-rouse for our candidate.(And we got a lot of RABBLE! Lawd knows what will happen if they REALLY gets riled and roused!)
So, for the next few days , the Baton Rouge Bombshell, Miss Boom-Boom Larue, and I will relax with a Mint Julep while awaiting the DNC and their attack on society…look for us in the demonstrators…I will be wearing the Panama Hat…looking relaxed since I am not running anymore…unless I get chased. Those Dems are DEATH to heterosexual conservative white males.
Bet we could burn some LGBT flags at Philadelphia! And that ISIS trash rag!