It is quite entertaining to take those little trips down Joey’s Memory Lane.
A couple of days ago at the National Prayer Breakfast, he talked about “growing up in Scranton” and living in “Section 8 housing.” When his mother supposedly drove him to school, he saw school buses and asked her “what the colored kids” were doing.
Joey did a “Corn Pop” in Syria on Thursday. Well, the target actually blew himself up when he heard we were coming for him, and our military helicopter developed mechanical difficulties, so we blew it up. In effect, we destroyed our equipment that we didn’t have to, but when the shenanigans in the White House is more like a Saturday morning cartoon . . . .
These little trips down Joey’s Memory Lane, and the new memories he is creating, are entertaining. However, they, and he, are dangerous, not to mention the creepy whispering and yelling.
©2022 Colcannon Metropolis, excerpt from “Thoughts on the Terrace on a Rainy Day”