The Gonzo Wolf

Fumigating the courtyard bog

Skunk to the simple, or time travel to wizards

Machines crowd the night sky under cover of cloud

Awaiting Grand Dad’s tweet to liquify us all; fuel for the next dominant species’ eventual industrial revolution

Ducks on dashboards, flags on trucks, throats on kneepads, Oli-cucks

They banned the book; cheat-sheets with unlimited resources

Gee-Sus-H-Jack-tards-A-Roonie-Roo, trust-fund puppies out to poo

Until the “Gaspacho” cometh, too

And they do; doo

Poetic pause, if ever there were one:

(I hate the fact that I feel like I need to be armed in this country ninety percent of the time

Not a gun nut, but I have over a decade’s worth of firearms, combat, and crisis training

If we’re going to do this, we need to do it right

I have this gorgeous Cimarron Thunderer single-action 9mm with a hand-crafted, leather holster made by an artist to spec

Can we at least do this with some style, goddammit?

I can’t conceal-carry that thing without injury

Violence meets art

Brilliant)

Back to it…

Apparently Trump is in the Epstein files over a million times

That said, shouldn’t they be the Trump files?

Lost count of it all; how often was Epstein in the Trump files?

Let’s get down to the nitty-gritty, kitty

Politics aside

Do you think he’s ever smiled out of pure joy?

Has anyone smiled at him who didn’t want something in return?

How lonely must it be at the top?

Lonely & smelly; nowhere else for farts to go

Hot air rises; dad-science, day one

The boys from the television were filming in my neighborhood today

America’s Got Gravy

Insanity runneth over in the fascist playbook, minus one, nonsensical step

Were you so ignorant to arm them before stripping them of their rights?

Like wiping, then shitting

A walking golf pun

Par for his course.