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    The head Democratic politicians/ kingmakers were beside themselves with angst and fear over the prospect of Donald Trump beating Joe Biden litke the dottering fool he is in the coming election; they cast their net far and wide to find a new candidate.

    As it happened an autistic, black Walgreens drone got snared in the web, and upon cursory then close examination it was determined that she "pushed all the right buttons" to be the new standard bearer.

    "She really meets all the necessary criteria: black, female, autistic, and best of all dumb as a box of rocks: hell, she's even dumber than Joe. What a pawn she'll be."

    A team of advance men and women approached Karen as she was about to squat in Church's Chicken: "Excuse us Karen, but we need to talk."

    Disappointed that her "decorating the floor" was put on pause, she harrumphed and listened to their pitch.

    When the nattering had concluded she asked "But what's in it for me?"

    They pointed out how she had the chance to make millions if not billions "under the table" like Biden and Clinton have done; as a prime example she was told how easy it was for Joe's drug-addled son to attend meetings in Ukraine, high on coke, and get fifty gees a month for doing so even though he knew nothing of the subject and couldn't even speak their language.

    "But I have no children, and my family has basically disowned me."

    "You could adopt..."

    But then she realized that she really did have a sort of "family:" her amigos at WoV, VCT and the other gambling web sites she hung out at, as well as all the "friends" she'd "made" in Miami casinos.

    "OK, I'll do it."

    A black helicopter swooped down and ensconced therein she flew off to begin her new life.
    Last edited by MisterV; 07-04-2024 at 03:49 PM.
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    Karen sat next to an old fogey at the bingo hall, admiring her free Bingo card and dreaming of the great life ahead of her if only she won.

    Her reverie was halted by the feel of the geezer's paw on her thigh.

    "Robert, you bad, bad man, I thought you were my casino friend."

    Mr. Kennedy smiled and with a voice like warmed-over death said "I'm a friend with benefits."

    His fingers probed the cleft of her maidenhood: karen gasped, then moaned: it felt surprisingly good, quite warm and tingly.

    "Whoa, why haven't I ever tried this before?" she wondered; "Too busy playing in casinos and creating socks, I guess."

    Robert continued to defoliate her, and in doing so he moved her hand to his exposed turgid member.

    "Wiat is this?" she queried.

    "It's called a penis. Go ahead and kiss it while I "massage" you.

    Karen was overcome with new sensations; she leaned down and kissed it, then remembering what she'd read in a novel she took it in her mouth and sucked.

    During the time this went on the caller called her numbers: she would have won, had she been paying attention, but she'd just walked through a door which had been closed all these years.
    What, Me Worry?

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    Originally Posted by MisterV View Post
    Karen sat next to an old fogey at the bingo hall, admiring her free Bingo card and dreaming of the great life ahead of her if only she won.

    Her reverie was halted by the feel of the geezer's paw on her thigh.

    "Robert, you bad, bad man, I thought you were my casino friend."

    Mr. Kennedy smiled and with a voice like warmed-over death said "I'm a friend with benefits."

    His fingers probed the cleft of her maidenhood: karen gasped, then moaned: it felt surprisingly good, quite warm and tingly.

    "Whoa, why haven't I ever tried this before?" she wondered; "Too busy playing in casinos and creating socks, I guess."

    Robert continued to defoliate her, and in doing so he moved her hand to his exposed turgid member.

    "Wiat is this?" she queried.

    "It's called a penis. Go ahead and kiss it while I "massage" you.

    Karen was overcome with new sensations; she leaned down and kissed it, then remembering what she'd read in a novel she took it in her mouth and sucked.

    During the time this went on the caller called her numbers: she would have won, had she been paying attention, but she'd just walked through a door which had been closed all these years.
    In all seriousness, if you wanted to be an author of cheap romance novels, I think you have enough talent.

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    Originally Posted by DGenBen View Post
    In all seriousness, if you wanted to be an author of cheap romance novels, I think you have enough talent.

    Thanks.

    I "scratched" my creative writing bone in that genre duing the forty years I practiced law: drafting affidavits, declarations and pleadings for family law cases let me touch all the bases.

    Now that I've retired I have creative juices yearning to be set free.


    Old V typed away
    oh the human condition
    so very absurd
    Last edited by MisterV; 07-05-2024 at 03:31 PM.
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