BLEACH:  I don’t think this is good for your ear.

TRUMP:  Doesn’t matter, it’ll work.  All you have to do is believe in and repeat nonsense enough times and sooner or later… it becomes true.  I know what I’m doing.  I do it all the time.

BLEACH:  Yeah…but no matter how many times you say injecting bleach is good for healing a wounded ear ( or curing Covid ), won’t make it true.

TRUMP:  It’s working.  I now have the greatest ear the world has ever seen.

BLEACH:  It’s not working.  Your face is still orange, but now you have the whitest ear the world has ever seen.

TRUMP:  Nonsense.

BLEACH:  Yes, nonsense.  You should listen to the medical professionals.

TRUMP:  I know what I’m doing.

BLEACH:  No, you’re not a doctor.  You’re not much of a businessman either… or a mogul… and you are most certainly, definitely, positively, with out a motherfuckingly doubt… not presidential material.

TRUMP:  You’re not presidential material either!

BLEACH:  I’m a bottle of bleach.

TRUMP:  Exactly, and I’m Trump!  I was a “reality” TV star for years!

BLEACH:  And a horrible United States president for years!

TRUMP:  Oh yeah, well, besides working with Trump, what else have you done in the political world that would’ve been noteworthy?!

BLEACH:  I’m partially responsible for Marjory Taylor Greene’s “Bleached blonde, bad-built, butch body.”  And I often wash the sheets of some of your supporters.

TRUMP:  And you think that makes you an expert?

BLEACH:  I don’t need to be an expert to know that injecting bleach in one’s body, for any reason, is stupid, and should disqualify anyone who suggested such a thing, from public office.

TRUMP:  I suggested that!

BLEACH:  My point.

 

THEND