πŸ₯” Trump and the Potato King

 

When revenge is deep-fried.


🧠 The Hook – Nothing Left to Win

Trump sat alone in the Oval Office, scrolling through cable news with ketchup on his tie.

“I did it all. I became president. I crushed my enemies. I proved to my ex-fiancΓ©e that I’m better than that potato guy she left me for.”

But now?

“No more villains to destroy. No scandals. No wars. No one even tweets at me anymore.”


🎯 The Message – Make Enemies Again

So Trump made a decision:

“From now on, I’ll create my own enemies. My own problems. My own chaos.”

  • His wife hated burritos? He'd eat one daily.

  • Elon Musk wanted to start “America First Party”? Trump started America Plus.

  • Iran wanted nukes? Trump would launch all his nukes… just to build a newer, shinier one.


πŸ“Ί Satirical Beat – Missing POTUS

BREAKING NEWS: President Trump Missing.
The White House had no clue.

“We don't know where the president is,” said the Press Secretary. “He was last seen eating a suspiciously spicy burrito.”

The nation panicked.
National Guard called.
QAnon forums melted down.


πŸͺ  The Climax – Toilet Truth

Trump awoke, groggy, tied to a toilet in a poorly lit room.
Nuclear-looking pipes surrounded him.

“Am I in Iran’s reactor? Is this... Area 52?”

A figure emerged. Apron. Grease stains. Hat that said “Hot Chips. Cold Revenge.

“Remember me?” he sneered.
“I’m the potato vendor your ex married. You ruined my life. So now, you work for me.”


πŸ‘© The Twist – Wife's Confession

The vendor’s wife burst in.

“Darling… I was wrong. Being president is pathetic. You, with your fryer, your apron, your carbs… you’re my hero.

Trump gagged quietly.


🚨 Absurd Resolution

Trump reached deep into his underwear and hit his rescue button.
The National Guard received an alert.
But instead of “President kidnapped,” it read:

“NEW POTATO DEAL: Buy 1, Get 1 Free!”


πŸ§ƒ Epilogue – Musk Buys Fries

Ten years later, Elon Musk stopped at a dusty potato shop.

The guy behind the counter had tiny orange hands and an oddly familiar voice.

“Don’t talk too loud,” Musk whispered.
“You sound like someone... very dumb.”

He laughed.
And Trump, now “Rick Fryman,” forced a smile.


🍟 Absurd Moral

If your ego’s too big, you might end up serving fries to Elon Musk.

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