A stocking stuffer

One last “Nothing Says Christmas Like”, inspired by a brief exchange I had on Twitter… And then I pack up the franchise for another yuletide. Has anyone noticed how puffy and bloated Fox News’ surviving big ratings primetime anchor Sean Hannity has become? Our Orange Overlord’s answer to the North Korean official propaganda reader has really bulbed up in last few years, and my Twitter pals were speculating it’s all the stress eating from sitting there and telling lie after lie every night. Hey, it’s just a thought. Maybe Hannity’s on that special Rush Limbaugh diet?

I’d be overjoyed if our Maximum Mango Mussolini took off time until after the New Year, just to give the rest of us a chance to detox and catch our breath; mercifully he only tweeted one bit of nonsense today, but in it threatened he’ll go right back to work (as if!) on Boxing Day tomorrow, promising his hideous “MAGA” threat. Oh, I can hardly wait.

Happy Holidays somehow, anyway. The new year 2018 may prove rather interesting; imagine our Fearless Tweeter being frog-marched to a federal prison! His strawberry blond weave will compliment the federal orange jumpsuit.

John Pierce
Starving cartoonist sans portfolio. Native Angeleno but I'll be mellow when I dead (thanks, Al Yankovic). I live to bully bullies!