On waking your Future First Lady cracked a coconut on my head. Luckily my skull is very thick and withstood the blow. As you know there’s nothing inside it anyway. Then we walked hand in hand outside to feed fresh meat to the jinns. We came back in and she sat on one end of the bed and I sat on the other and we started talking to the walls. Other people’s walls have ears, ours have opinions. They assured me that I’m sadiq and ameen. As if I didn’t know. Your Future First Lady gave me a potion to ward off the evil eye of libtards, brown sahibs, goon leaguers, ex-wives, donkeys and other animals.
I picked up my phone to rattle off a tweet about liberal scum who are all sulking because I’m winning fairly and squarely as everyone knows. My tweets are becoming more and more like Donald Trump because as Donald, Mickey Mouse and I know, the Naya World Order has arrived. Just you wait, a new Dawn is coming. The old Dawn is banned.
Im the Dim