Over here in the slowly cooling cute little Kingdom of the realNaranjas we applaud with the energy of a Latin American soccer reporter. This sounds something like: goooooooooooooooooooooooogogogogogoogogogogogogogogogogogogogogoggogogogogogogogogogoggogogogogogoogooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaal-gogogogogogogogogoggooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaal,but longer and more insane.
We support you, Allan Ishac! We (in the cute little Kingdom we all speak in Royal pluralis) renew our promise to fly to New York to attend the impeachment -or imprisonment- party of the Bullshitter-Creep-in-Chief, fake inventor of the word fake. With Stroopwafels and Krentenbollen. The real ones!
Pay my respects to the gnome on the balcony, your muse. And to your suffering girl friend, who should actually be your muse…..