A Fine Evening at the Fire Pit
It was a perfect night for a little soirée. Six proud American Democrats gathered around the fire pit, trading stories and laughter while the stars blinked overhead. The talk ranged far and wide, but inevitably, we circled back to the pool vote — that sad reminder of just how deep Payson’s Hooplehead infestation has become.
The Hooples, as usual, were no match for the torrent of lies unleashed by the Three Stooges and their Tea Party handlers. Confusion spread faster than wildfire, and before long, the nonsense won the day.
Still, all is not lost. On the national stage, the Nod Father himself — Donald Trump — took another solid beating. Yet here in our corner of Arizona, the local Tea Party plans to keep promoting their favorite Russian echo chamber. Their latest star, Chip Howard, is peddling the line that Ukraine started the war.
If there’s one thing the Hooples can’t resist, it’s a well-packaged lie. Trump set the gold standard for deceit, and the local imitators are working overtime to keep up.
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