PART 1: Red White and American Blue

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CHAPTER 1: The Assisination

Blood. There was blood all over his ear. The helix had been impaled by a bullet from a vile human being. A despicible one. They wanted to make shre Trump suffered for the horrible deeds he had done. He must repent. The demons inside him were clawing at his chest and throat, begging to be released into the world and set free from this horrible cell. He was ushered to the ground.. the pain was so excruciating, blood ran down his face, his cheek and temple flooded with irritation. He was so distraught, his life flashing before his eyes. but he had to comfort the strong American people. He had his fist up in the air, showing defense and resilience. He was terrified, shocked, that someone could even think, let alone execute a sinister plan like this.. But who was it?

CHAPTER TWO: Hunter Biden

Hunter was sitting at the Biden family dtable. Joe was across. He was infuriated. The sweat dripped down his face in fear, how could he fail such an easy task? How could he miss? He needed the man dead after the horrible deed he's done. The drugs, the alcohol, the strippers, the cheating, all of it would be forgiven if he had just killed the man! But he failed, and now had to pay the price. Drawing and quartering. The most painful, excruciating punishment known to man.

"Do you know...know what's gonna happen.. ?" Joe finally broke the awkward silence. It would be done on the Biden golf course. Joe Biden carefully explained the painful abuse he would go through. He would be beaten by Joe's good old friends with gold golf clubs, then tied to black stallions as they all ran in different directions. Then, the family crocodile would eat the remains. joe buden had finally gotten rid of his most embarrassing son, Hunter Biden, in the most painful, humiliating way possible. Its what he deserved.

CHAPTER THREE: Trump Bisexual Era (hors)

Galloping. Hooves on the ground. Trumpt was galloped to the hospital by his most trusted horse, Joseph Pickle IV. The other ones have unfortunately died in shooting practice accidents. Trump's right hand man, Rodrick Heffley, was riding the horse, Trumpet holding on his waist for dear life. They had an office affair, tense looks and intimate touches when they didnt belong had finally caught up to them in between the horse neighing. Trumpmet cried into his shoulder, begging for safety, but Rodrick could only do so much so quickly. Trumpet begged for forgiveness, for someone to finally help him move on through the horribke things he's done.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President." Rodrick huffed, "I can't give you satisfaction. I can't say that you don't deserve this." Truman was heartbroken. His boytoy was finally standing up to him. Just like Stormy Daniels.

Shortly after the crying had stopped, Rosrick pushed him onto the pavement of the Hospital entryway. People dragged him into the Hospital, yelling and rioting for help for their beloved president. Crowds of people. Similar to the events of January 6th. So much so, Trunk started getting flashbacks of said event.

""We want freedom." They chanted. "We want him home!" Ovjects destoryed, people hirt, Truth was embarrassed. Nurses, doctors, and everyone in the hospital was getting trampled by this giant crowd.

"..Help.. I got shot in the ear.. By some liberal" Trump mustered out.

"Some snowflake!" someone in the background shouted.

It got so wild that police had to show up at the scene in order to diffuse it. Once the scene calmed down, Truse was rushed into his hospital room.

CHAPTER FOUR: Joe's BBL

The next day, Joe decided to give Trumpet a little visit at the hospital.

"Hi...." he said to the lady at the front desk. She stood there speechless.

"It's Joe Biden...The American President" he continued.

"I know who you are.." she said after a while, "But since when did you have a giant ass gyatt?!!"

It was volumptius, round, juicy..

Eventually, Joe seduced the front lady with his giant juicy gyatt, and made it to room 420.. currently housed by Donald J. Trump.

Knock knock.. Joe knocked at the door.

"Come in!" Trump yelled while he was eating a bowl of soggy fruit loops, and watching the news.

"Hey... just stopping by to.. to check up on my opposing.. uh.. opposing candidate.." Joe saaid.

Trumpoline was surprised. "Joe.." He suddently felt an overwhelming rush of heat rushing to his cheeks. He felt.. peculiar. Affectionate.

"Biden.." Trumpophone says finally, "Where did you get that juicy gyatt?" He couldn't help it. It was the elephant in the room.. Literally. You could see it from the front.

"Biden.. I think that someone called you..Turn around.." Trueemp blurted.

Joe turned around and suddenly flinched!

Troomp had done the unthinkable.. He smacked it. Sound waves were sent out, a 5.8 earthquake occurred, you could hear people screaming in the hallways, "Earthquake!!"

Joe whipped his head right around, "How dare you!" he shouts, "You should know I only got this BBL for my loyal wife, Jill!"

"Damn.. I didn't know you were such a snowflake" Trull smirked.

Joe rolled his eyes.

"Biden.." Trump stroked Joe's hand, "I never really noticed the sparkle in your eyes"

Joe was mesmorized by Trump.. Maybe he isn't so bad after all...

"I don't know what to say.." he replied.

Next thing you know Joe and Biden were making out on top of the hospital bed!! 

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