It was a cold, crisp night and the stars were covered by the expanse of storm clouds rolling over the city. But there was a light. A light shining bright, and beautifully in the darkness.
It's roaring aura was one of the most humbling of sights anyone would ever see. The pure wonderment of its glory could make Steven Hawking masturbate for the first time in his life.
For it was the sight among Gods that was being portrayed in front of the simple minded city. A sight that would forever be imprinted into the very core of our souls.
Behold, the holy shine of Donald Trump's left nut.
