covid was hanging onto their host tight. in fact, they had gotten to know each other rather nicely. the host was named kyrie, and she was a tall ass motherfucker, she was visiting europe when he had latched onto her. anyway, kyrie had decided to visit a trump rally to make fun of america's least-favorite cheeto. covid waited patiently for trump to come out on stage. and when he did, covid felt as if time had stopped right there. on instinct, covid hopped onto trump's greasy blonde hair, a wide grin plastered on its face.
"citizens of america," trump began, his eyes surveying the audience, his eyes landing on kyrie.
"FUCK DONALD TRUMP, FUCK DONALD TRUMP, FUCK DONALD TRUMP." blaring from her microphone. kylee in her stetson and aviator glass cheered her on from behind trump, pumping her fist.
his expression became stern as he pointed to her. "get her out." he barked. his security guards did as told, grabbing the woman who was probably 2 feet taller than them, ushering her away from the area. once she was gone, trump continued, covid in amazement.
"as i was saying," trump continued "citizens of america, since the day i have entered office, i have not done a single thing i promised to do. but, i can GUARANTEE you that IF i am re-elected i will not only do as i promised, but i will also listen to those dreaded scientists." he gave a look of disgust.
the audience of braindead incels and people in their 60s started cheering. to them, trump was their savior, and covid couldn't disagree. after all, it was thanks to trump that it was able to get so far by not listening to the facts. perhaps, it was destiny for carl and trump to meet.
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trump left for the white house, wallace at his side. wallace was disgusted.
"why do hold these big rallies..." wallace said angrily "you run the risk of covid getting close to you, it could kill you!!!" wallace said, feigning concern, really he was jealous.
don looked at wallace with ✨lust✨. "don't you see wallie, i love covid, i want covid, i want you two together. together we would have mega sexiness. he is dangerous, but he has a beautiful soul."
"my name is carl..." covid jumped out of trumps hair looking sultry.
trump was astonished, taken aback. he had not prepared!!! before him was one of the most handsome things in the world and he could not control himself. he was sobbing, his eyes glistening. wallace has broken out a bottle of febreeze spray (febreeze, breathe happy :)) to eliminate his opponent. donnie saw and cried out.
"NOOOOOO" he knocked the bottle from wallaces hand, carl was shielding his face.
trump helped carl up and kissed him. "I love you" don said, "I have been waiting for you"
"i have been waiting fo you too my sexy little boy, and thats on periodt." carl said.
wallace cried.
trump embraced wallace, and carl joined in. "i love you both very much, you can never compare to anyone else. i loved you and carl equally, not more or less." they all kissed, getting orange foundation all over their faces.
they didn't even care that they were being stared at by a very creepy bald-headed man with chubby cheeks named pat.
all was well.
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Romancea 2020 love story: donald trump was not your ordinary man, thus he didn't have an ordinary love life. rejected by his eurasian wife and kids, he finds new love in the most extraordinary places. his best friend of 4 years, wallace the wall and his ne...
