(Trump has no chance in a general election.)
Yesterday, I prepared shrimp and beef for dinner. The meal was delicious. My son ate every last morsel on his plate. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of soju. I fear that I'm becoming a drunkard. But that's OK. A man needs a hobby. Plus soju is dirt cheap. You can get a bottle for less than a dollar.
I listened to tunes on my laptop. I shook my flabby ass to The Rolling Stones. My man-tits jiggled like bowels of jelly. I thought I was cool for about twenty minutes. Then I remembered my creaking bones and rotting teeth. I sat down and swilled more booze. Getting old isn't for pussies.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty heathen. I thanked Jesus for the food. I'm a fortunate man. Lots of people in this screwed-up world can't afford meat. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Djibouti.
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and turned on my computer. Donald Trump wants to throw out all illegal aliens--even the ones who were born in America to undocumented parents. In other words, he wants to shred The Constitution. But his opinions are irrelevant. The billionaire tycoon has zero chance of prevailing in the general election. There simply aren't enough angry white people to vote him into office.
I read the paper later in the day. The police in Ilsan arrested two North Korean defectors for drug trafficking. The men were caught with large amounts of crystal meth and marijuana. Drugs are serious business here in Asia. They'll be spending quite a few years in jail.
Anyway, it's time for the song du jour. Here's Centerfold by The J. Geils Band. God bless.