Let the nail-biting commence. Trump is pushing the declassification of the FISA documents to the lethal limit—for maximum effect, I’m sure. Nobody’s rushin’.
And if we’re feeling the pressure and angst, imagine how the treasonous criminals feel. The story unfolds in scads of mixed metaphors.
From one day to the next they don’t know what’s coming, and all they can do is dream up lame excuses for delays. Pitiful, isn’t it? They are like the worm on the hook, skewered and squirming helplessly, all the while attracting the attention of the hungry fish ready to move in for the big swallow. Gulp! Gotcha, you bastards.
Trump and Q are taunting them and the game of one-upmanship moves ever nearer game-set-match.
The only question now is, what will the psychopaths attempt to unleash in a last ditch effort to lash out and threaten the Patriots? The threadbare pages of their playbook…
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