Yup, says suspected drug fiend The discovery of a gram of cocaine in a public area of the White House has set off a storm of speculation on the right that the blow belonged to a member of the Biden family, with the beady eye of suspicion falling mostly on former coke fiend Hunter Biden. The more blithering members of the Fox newsroom, along with Donald Trump Jr., no stranger to accusations of partying in the snow himself, immediately identified Hunter as the source of the baggie.
Had to be, although the Biden scion was apparently not in the White House when the toot was found in a heavily trafficked room in the building.
The Orange Ex himself, always the calm voice of reason and restraint, immediately pointed the finger at Biden Sr., switching abruptly from his usual characterization of the President as a narcoleptic dodderer barely able to keep his eyes open long enough to infuse America with Communism, to Amped-Up Joe, smoking crack with Merrick Garland in the Situation Room while giggling over their latest batch of subpoenas, or hoovering up rails off the Resolute Desk while caving in to China. The Indicted One added Hunter as a suspect, natch, and, somewhat out of left field, special prosecutor Jack Smith.
That’s a lot of people to be railing up a single bag of coke, especially since they apparently lost it in a cloak room somewhere in the depths of the WH, but that didn’t occur to Trump. The possibility that a random visitor or employee at the Presidential residence was the kind of social animal that pulled out his cell phone in that cloak room with a hand trembling with substance abuse, and didn’t notice that his coin bag of party powder had come out with it and fallen to the floor, also didn’t occur to the Tangerine Tyrant.
Trump loves to accuse people of what he is dead solid certain to be up to himself, and the list of his associates that appear to be always coked out of their minds, most notably his two boy children and pardoned criminals like Mike Flynn and Roger Stone, who seem to dwell in an alternate reality that could well be fueled by crack nuggets, is longer than the list of people Marjorie Taylor Greene wants to impeach. How much sniff has passed through the gates of Mar al Lago? And do guests have the option of snorting it off a hooker’s ass or a Top-Secret document?
There are certainly more people abusing drugs in this country than are willing to participate in say, the Iowa Caucuses, although there is bound to be some crossover there, and people who use drugs like to have their drugs with them. Losing a small part of your stash to a mishap is like leaving your laptop in Delaware. It happens, especially when you are blasted on that nose-tickling Peruvian powder.
The Secret Service admits it may never know who dropped the blow, even though they are suspects along with Hunter. The SS tend to be hard partiers at times. They might have been tempted to snort the snow themselves and pretend they never found it at all, if they hadn’t been worried that it might be anthrax.
So, they didn’t. Fox, Trump, the House Republicans et al, certainly are grateful for that.
Had to be, although the Biden scion was apparently not in the White House when the toot was found in a heavily trafficked room in the building.
The Orange Ex himself, always the calm voice of reason and restraint, immediately pointed the finger at Biden Sr., switching abruptly from his usual characterization of the President as a narcoleptic dodderer barely able to keep his eyes open long enough to infuse America with Communism, to Amped-Up Joe, smoking crack with Merrick Garland in the Situation Room while giggling over their latest batch of subpoenas, or hoovering up rails off the Resolute Desk while caving in to China. The Indicted One added Hunter as a suspect, natch, and, somewhat out of left field, special prosecutor Jack Smith.
That’s a lot of people to be railing up a single bag of coke, especially since they apparently lost it in a cloak room somewhere in the depths of the WH, but that didn’t occur to Trump. The possibility that a random visitor or employee at the Presidential residence was the kind of social animal that pulled out his cell phone in that cloak room with a hand trembling with substance abuse, and didn’t notice that his coin bag of party powder had come out with it and fallen to the floor, also didn’t occur to the Tangerine Tyrant.
Trump loves to accuse people of what he is dead solid certain to be up to himself, and the list of his associates that appear to be always coked out of their minds, most notably his two boy children and pardoned criminals like Mike Flynn and Roger Stone, who seem to dwell in an alternate reality that could well be fueled by crack nuggets, is longer than the list of people Marjorie Taylor Greene wants to impeach. How much sniff has passed through the gates of Mar al Lago? And do guests have the option of snorting it off a hooker’s ass or a Top-Secret document?
There are certainly more people abusing drugs in this country than are willing to participate in say, the Iowa Caucuses, although there is bound to be some crossover there, and people who use drugs like to have their drugs with them. Losing a small part of your stash to a mishap is like leaving your laptop in Delaware. It happens, especially when you are blasted on that nose-tickling Peruvian powder.
The Secret Service admits it may never know who dropped the blow, even though they are suspects along with Hunter. The SS tend to be hard partiers at times. They might have been tempted to snort the snow themselves and pretend they never found it at all, if they hadn’t been worried that it might be anthrax.
So, they didn’t. Fox, Trump, the House Republicans et al, certainly are grateful for that.
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