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The sun shining down, as if it had the stickiest most gruesome orgasm known to the universe was not helping Trump who happened to be walking down the moss covered cobblestone path, towards his beloved.
It was a glorious morning for the dear president. He just had tea and leftover cum from his darling that he had left behind in the underwear he had been wearing for the last three months.
His shirt was crisp in a way that had mold preening and sliding down in languid strokes of ashen gray and a lovely cobalt green.
“Ah-ha-ah-ha-ha-ha-ARGH” the passerbys glanced at him with a grimace as they spotted him with a slight limp, they pulled out their teeth and spat in eachother's mouth as a result.
Mold puddled up on Trump's gyatt as he walked with a limp to the election hall. Nearby, a frog with psoriasis gawked at him and jumped on top of the enormous gyatt and started licking the lovely surface of the stinky ass with leaking pimples.
“If only they knew the reason for my limp was the result of my carnal desire towards him” Trump muttered
"Ah-h-aaaah-aah-ha-hhh..."
The orange faced fish moaned with every step he took, his asshole content and brimming with the remnants of the dried up skin that he collected from his darling when he was eating year old bread.
The skin bits were covering a fetid cucumber, inside it a sharp knife that could cut through some specific random orange skinned man's prostate.
A nearby koi fish had heard him, grew tentacles and began climbing his plump globes with utter precision that the dear president couldn't fathom what was occuring in his calloused walls and came in his trousers as the cum started trailing down in droopy rivulets of yellow and pink swole pus.
The engorged orange mewled with every step he took as the soft, putrefying cucumber with a sharp dagger shoved flush inside it, wrapped in his lover's dead skin he'd been collected since they were wee adolescents sucking on armpit hair and running around in discharge trails nudged his bundle of already cum smeared and bleeding nerves.
The election hall was filled with men and women and dogs and cats and horses and anteaters and snakes and pongy spiders. But the best part was that the love of his life, his dearest darling, Biden was there.
"A-A-ALPHA..."
Trump croaked as he began to rip his clothes off. He knelt and crawled to Biden who pat him on his round wrinkled radioactive leaking stuffed bleeding throbbing asshole.
Biden looked at his baby who was so full and fluffy. He reached into Trump's hole and pulled out the cucumber covered knife. The knife was taken out and was immediately shoved into the kneeling man's ass.
A loud cry echoed in the hall, people of the country recording the historical event.