Bertha is fuming. She is tired of watching Trump’s minions attacking other women. Hello, since when did this become an acceptable sport? Those who attack other women need to look hard in the mirror. It’s hard to see harsh truths, but when it’s hitting you in the face, boobs, your toucas, it is hard to ignore.

Bertha would be the first person to tell you she knows what she sees in the mirror. Is she a raving beauty? Bertha looks like a mummified monkey. She owns that. Without heavy doses of preparation H, harnesses, plaster and a good dose of Espresso, we won’t say where, a good blow job, (minds out of the gutter), lots of improvised cosmetics, wigs, lashes, bathing in a tea bag situation, ahem, it takes that and more. She owns that. It is the those who refuse to accept they are not air brushed models, whose shit does not stink, whose hair color does not match the drapes. Hellooo.

We are talking about those attacking Bridgitte Macron, others who have ethics, morals, decency. Yes Barbie, we are talking about you, and that Brunette shag me who likes to ride bareback, or rattlesnake. You know who you are. Someone did not get the girl code that does not pick on other women. It is hard enough to break the glass ceiling without getting slapped with personal attacks. If those women did not do this to you, why attack them? Is it jealousy, is that it, ya didn’t get under someone’s knickers?

Bertha does not need to attack her sisters to be accepted. Using actual brains, kindness, acknowledgement for your ideas, even if they don’t agree. But no, those who attack have a level of jealousy sheep have not seen in years. Donald we are throwing you in that mix. Those who support guys like you are as bad as you, they just wear a skirt better. You don’t have the legs for it. Abe Vigoda in drag wore it better.

Bertha knows throwing shade solves nothing. Bertha isn’t throwing shade, she is looking in the mirror, taking a hard look, and seeing something she dislikes staring back. It’s not her own image, but that of those women who insist on calling out those who did nothing to them. Strong women, truly strong women and those in drag, ahem, Donald, don’t need to be that insecure.

Bridgitte, AOC, Lauren, all of those who have been made out to be less, you are way more than those who tried to dismiss you and your contributions. Sheep recognize quality, and whether you are dem or republican, from a foreign country, we recognize strength.

Keep breaking down that glass ceiling, don’t up or let anyone make you feel less than. Sheep see you, value you and your hard works. It isn’t based on looks, or size, faith or choice. Hard work always shines through.

For those who might be wondering what is happening at the North Pole, sheep thought it be a good idea to keep little eyes and ears from this post. Sheep understand the need to protect little ones from hearing unflattering hard truths about what really goes on.

Santa is preparing for his big visit Christmas Eve. The elves are busy preparing the toys for good little girls and boys, adults, pets, and all not on his naughty list. Yes, there have been a few weave wars, as some of the elves are pissed about job equality, the need to keep horny reindeer from having their way with some of the girls. How many times do we have to remind you, just because they are up north, they still need to get their groove on. Some are into the swirl, others nose candy, still others into farm animals, and then there are those who are into well, dirty old men. Santa doesn’t really care what they are into so long as the jobs get done. Hello, yes, we went there. It’s the holidays, sheep are allowed a few double entendres. Yo, those whose virgin ears might get offended might we suggest going to the RFK wing. This is for those who like a little buzz with their egg nog.

So, as we were saying the elves are keeping busy, making sure not to confuse adult toys with those for children, not that they wouldn’t find a use for them, just not during the holidays. Mrs. Claus has been trying to keep her figure with Ozempic, though we have caught her sneaking a cookie or two, a pint of bourbon, that box of bourbon balls, the canister filled with cannabis brownies Rudolph had stashed. , candy canes that were marked green, um those were special ones to make reindeer fly. Helloo, you thought it was pixie dust, nope, that is for those long hours when reindeer need that extra something to keep them flying.

Santa is looking again at the naughty list, and every time Donald and Mike Johnson’s name came up, well, let’s just say it wasn’t just reindeer flying. Expletives flew out of Santa’s mouth like crap through geese. For every stupid, illegal, constipated, amoral, greedy, lying, conniving, utterly despicable item found, for the rising numbers of victims, a new word was invented in another language. He is on Santa’s shit list for life, along with all who aid and abet him, collude with him, assist him, they too won’t find sweet nothings in their stockings this year. Loud requests for more of those special “chocolate pies, brownies laced with laxatives, Swiss Kriss.” names were slapped on those beautifully decorated boxes with those chosen names on them. The gifts that keep on giving.

The toys for those some left behind, would come in peace, hope and charity, food drops, with parcels for blankets, bedding, medical supplies to war torn countries. Mrs. Claus made special cookies and treats as well to be distributed with small toys elves made. Just because Donald is a scrouge, and Mike is the grinch, does not mean the reindeer and elves, Santa have forgotten them. For those who were attacked, killed for celebrating Hannukah, he had gifts of gilt for the children, dreidels for games, meals for those who missed those delicacies. Santa may not be Jewish but is a man of all seasons and faiths. He refuses to discriminate.

The big ride is a few days away, so getting the reindeer up to snuff, out of the snuff and well, back to snuff meant no binges. No reindeer games with the girls, no let’s play hide the sausage with the elves, they had to go hard core, no pun intended. Of course, there were noises of snarfing and whining, some were playing the pan flute, whatever it took to get it done. He needed his boys rough and ready for a long flight. You can take the approach of that being a bit harsh, however, they did have the opportunity for a bit of dirty dancing when they flew. The choice was theirs. Nobody said we knew what really goes on, did we?

So loading the sleigh each elf took a toy or two or three for each child, nobody puts children in a corner and tells them you can only have one. If you were good, and were kind, gave back, Santa knew what to give whom. Setting up flight plans was dicey as they have to fly over Venezuela so as to avoid the idiocy of an illegal attack, on what Trump might deems Santa’s sleigh as a drug cartel. Hey, let’s face it, the guy is a tool. If Rudolph is not showing up on Norad, as reindeer and a flying dirty old man, anything could happen. Santa was prepared for an ICE raid on his elves. NO KIDNAPPING. That meant reindeer or elves. No unlawful raids on the sleigh. No banging the reindeer and calling it Urban Flyboy. No Yippy Kayee you reindeer fuckers. Bruce that was for you.

You might hear the thunder of the clap, a dose of the trots, it might come with bells or a snort or swizzle. You might think you are seeing things flying thru the skies, red for Putin, Green for our good guys. You might get a dose of some white stuff, not snow, the other white treat. To the porch pirates we see you, don’t forget you are on the naughty list too. To those in the cabinet or still in the closet, we see you, nothing but good times, days and good cheer. To the uptight dames in those damn MAGGOT hats, take them off, have no fear. Santa brings good things to those who believe, who will be treated with fairness and speed.

Santa hears the Kennedy ‘s lament, put it back, you daft prick, you can’t change things you did not earn. To the public losing OBAMA care or whose fees will double, he hears your tears. All good things come to those who wait, just keep on reminding yourself, don’t take the bait. Those fake checks, I’d make sure they clear, they might be written with invisible ink, with a sign of the beast. That is why the naughty list exists, not for those who did good, but for those who lie and did the pooch, literally, but the cat isn’t sharing.

Once again sheep say, Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Kwanza, Hannukah, or whatever you choose. We celebrate all of you.

Bertha has spent a great deal of her life trying to blend in with you got it, white folks. Bertha no matter what she does to try to blend in cannot possibly ever look white. She does not think white. She does not expect white privilege because she is a transgendered sheep.

Folks, you might have a hard time trying to understand this, but underneath our knickers, nobody is white. Those He man Ford Truck ads are not going to make you anymore white inside. No sir, you cannot buy white. It has no price tag because you will still be the same color underneath. What looks beyond skin color, let’s take a look.

When someone is sick, waiting to be seen or have lab work done, it makes no difference what color you are, how much money you have, where you live, or who you are related to. It does not care what your immigration status is, political party you belong to, what religion you support. Nobody goes first just because they are white. Those who are nuveau riche, belong to hate groups, or whose daddy is wealthier than GOD, assume they go first. No Vagina, you go when you are called, not first, or second, there is no first class with illness.

Politicians are finally realizing how important it is to make sure everyone is treated the same. If nobody is allowed healthcare who has not yet reached retirement, qualifies for Medicare, or was grandfathered in with Medicaid, people die. Nobody is willing to let this slide to allow Trump, his anally attached sycophant, or others like him, to block access to healthcare. MTG has no intention of watching her kids sit on a gurney, waiting to see if they get special treatment in a hallway. For her and others like her, the harsh realities of Trump’s actions and that of Mike Johnson have caused, it’s just not anything she wants to be a part of

Bertha sat in her chair, waiting for her name to be called, she waited, and watched as many before her came and went. Nobody got special treatment, everyone was treated the same. not huffing and puffing, trying to not look pasty white from fear. Bertha hates needles. She passes out at the sight of blood, especially her own. Like many she had to soldier on, taking whatever lab work was done on them. Her turn came, and after 8 tubes of blood was taken, she was wobbling, her knees knocking, and her toucas trying to fly south. She swore she was just fine, until the nurses looked at her, told her she wasn’t, and no amount of make-up could make up for her pasty white skin. There was that word, the one she could never be, nor tried to hide. She was a transgendered sheep dammit. Not lily white, no swastika, or KKK robe. Bertha was like everyone else who faints at the sight of blood. No white privilege can avoid that one.

Until we face reality, put everyone on a level playing field, where there is no first class, where it does not matter who you are, where you live, how much you earn, whose your daddy? You are living not in the real world, but in Trumps delusional mind. Nobody is immune, and prayer won’t fix this, you can pray, to whatever GOD you choose, but in the end, if you are due that coffee enema, you will get decaf. You won’t get that plasma facial, you will get Crisco, with a soap and water rinse. The idea of getting BOTOX or fillers, will be a faded mammary. Preparation H and Duct tape will replace Victoria’s Secret, and you won’t have designer undies from frou frou du jour. Get to know duct tape and super glue, plaster, and guys, better hang on to that EAU Sauvage, because soon it will be Eau De Snarl. Bertha has been preparing for this her whole life, which is why none of those things will be a shock for her. But those who assume white privilege is only for the poor, you are in for a rude surprise. Don’t say sheep didn’t try to warn you.

You might think it a white, white world, but those of us who have been living in the real world, we know how the game is played, who the players are, and how to survive in spite of them.

When sheep hit hard, we are using sarcasm to make a point. We are trying to make you take off the rose-colored glasses, tune out the noise, lies, innuendo of a man who pretends to be President. We want you to see thru what is happening to humans, explaining and breaking down how things work, using examples people know and relate to. We want you to open your minds, to realize what you think is normal, is horrible and very abnormal.

Oh sure, we throw in some comedy, bawdy events, humans, and everyday People do to improvise when their budgets are beyond squeaking, nerves are shot, if they get caught up in things that we all deal with. Let’s be clear, we value all human beings, even those who don’t like us or respect us. We will never attack kids or those who suffered catastrophic loss, job loss, horrific events. We don’t need to go there.

Sheep understand what it feels like to lose jobs, deal with the IRS, try to stretch budgets beyond the shoes du jour for dinner. We get it, we have been there. We have watched people use everything to get jobs, literally putting out to get one or some. We learned the hard way what cannot be deducted on taxes, and yes, that includes madams, side pieces, mistresses, gold diggers, all of it. We refuse to stoop to the level of the faux madam in office.

Attacking former first ladies who did nothing but good deeds in and out of the white house, for all kids, adults is not our jam. Trying to lie their way out of misbehaviors, deeds, murder, fraud, voter fraud, tax evasion and fraud cannot be spun Donald. You can cry foul to the few blinded by anal glaucoma, lies you tell them, but the masses see thru you. You don’t fool anyone here or abroad.

Sheep might get people blushing by using satire to discuss bad behaviors our President and mortal enemas this country must deal with. We might get nuns telling us to swing from the fences and throw non-lethal punches, even they see fit. But when he advocates attacks on someone for their race, creed, nationality, attempts to maintain peace and offer assistance in jobs nobody else is willing to do, to have his bimbos spin it, we say NO.

Grown men, those who went to school, whether for blue collar jobs, white collar, or who just like to wear a leash, a badge, scrubs, who choose to follow the rules of law, defend our civil rights and liberties for all men and women, we say keep up the great work. We don’t believe in rounding up people, separating them from their families, killing for sport and passing it off as standing your ground. Nothing in any bible advocates such bad behavior, and cherry picking is how they get around it. Even dogs know you give the benefit of the doubt before sniffing tails. If they have stolen your bone, or tried to screw your cat, they also know you show them due diligence, even if it’s not a perfect world. Again, we are using innuendo, so as not to offend people, read between the lines.

Donald, you have not made those you insult look bad or weak. You have made yourself open to all of us who are going to continue to call you out. You are fair game. Barry and Michelle, Bill and Hillary, Joe and his lovely wife, George and Laura, never lowered themselves to your level of sophomoric behavior. They are class acts, even if you don’t always agree with their ideas. Still, attacking women, children, those with disabilities, poor, disabled, who are black, or multi cultured, who work their behinds off in jobs you would never do, who are here giving back, paying taxes, have applied for citizenship, it’s just tacky Donald. Your legacy will be that of someone who was tacky and crude, rude, void of any merit whatsoever. You are no Hero. You never fought or died for your country, gave back, encouraged people, tried to help them. Common thieves spit on your shoes.

Sheep know who our heroes are, those who still fear coming out, living their best lives, trying to make the best of the worst situations, with kindness to their fellow man, and smiles, even when it hurts. Sheep tip our wigs to you, blow kisses, and say Thank YOU.

You won’t silence us, take us down, or offline. We are here to stay, defend the public, and fight for the rights of all humans.

Much like humans, Bertha is also suffering. Grocery shopping has become a dance of tetras. No, it’s not trying to fit things in her fridge or freezer that is a whole different animal. She is playing Jenga with her bills to fit everything in, then going to the grocery store to find what will extend a full month. How humans think they can spend a month of salary or social security on one holiday meal is insane. Guys, you have to go beyond that turkey. Trust me that bird isn’t going to fly any farther.

She has devised a system that she deploys each time she thinks of doing something crazy. No, kneeing someone in the groin is separate, she has a plan for that too. She gives her face and body a hard look, shows no mercy. If she is seeing a monkey staring back at her, she knows it’s time for some serious work. Hey, things deflate, need a refill, things need a good wax, pluck, sometimes a harness, never a G string. That is way too dangerous for a sheep. Must we go there? Wigs need to be fixed, snarl removed and upper lips waxed and under eye bags, hidden. That takes money. If she doesn’t have it, she must improvise.

Trump’s miserable plan just isn’t cutting it. Who knew duct tape had so many uses? Wait, what are you thinking, because sheep are thinking that, but that is for another rant. No, duct tape is wonderful. She uses that to hold the wigs on her head, waxes her legs, pits, repairs deflating implants, even has used it as a harness when things go south. The bike pump is sort of working; it has taken a lot of blowing things to keep them up. Yes, we heard what we just said. Dirty minds think alike. Crisco has doubled as lotion, tanning lotion, face cream. Preparation H isn’t bad for under eye bags, but she prefers tea bags. I know, a tea bag situation, sort of.

What do you expect, when bills come first over beauty. One learns to improvise. If things need a good braid, well, we just have to go back to plyers. The sting uncrosses the eyes. Ladies you need to do what you need to do, no judgement. Bertha totally gets it. Ok, when she is done with her tackle box, mind out of the gutter, she looks at her grocery list. Coffee is a safety issue, so yes please. Ditto for chocolate, and strangely grapefruit. Men won’t get it, some might. She refuses to overextend her budget. Nope, she is not going to go broke trying to create a Norman Rockwell event. Santa gets it too. He is on a Jenga budget, but not for those he chooses to gift.

Bertha has learned to get the most bangs for the buck. No blowing needed. That comes if she has energy left over. She is learning to keep things in her pantry, fridge and freezer, while getting a facial, uplift, and a fix for hot flashes. Show us a holiday meal that will do all of that with leftovers. We don’t think so. You are still wondering about that damn G string aren’t you? You asked for it, it’s not pretty.

Blame the politico who insisted she go bare. Bertha does not go bare for anyone. Have you seen the crying game? Santa has. She tried a G string only to get all twisted up, stuck and trying not to release violet flavored OH NO’s! Puppy kept trying to undo her, only to get his carrot caught, and then he was crying. Damn Epstein, he had to fix her up with that perv. Does it take a rocket scientist to figure out who the perv was? No, Bill isn’t into that, neither is Hillary, or Obama. And you thought he was just into little kids. Now, are we talking about Donald or Putin or both? That incident left her very sore and more exposed than being full frontal. Things are not supposed to get caught, trapped, unless you are in a Diddy video. We warned you, and this is the clean version, we won’t go any further.

But for reals, Bertha understands the pain humans are going thru. If you think Eminem is telling it like it is, and he is folks, like it or not, sheep are going to totally piss you off. No lies, cheating, trying to snow the public to undo the mess Trump has created. Those who still think the economy is great, we are safer than ever, prices have gone down, terrorism is caused by immigrants, and grocery prices have gone down? Yo, we have some home sheep who will tell you that killing national guards, innocent people in the street, those whose opinions you don’t like, judges and congress members you threaten with death threats, idiots in office who can’t flush a toilet, much less attempt detente, must we go on?

The economy is in the trotter; we are not safer with Trump in office nor any of his minions. It’s time to get real folks, it’s time to go street on his behind. Medieval is good too, we won’t snarf at that, but to just accept status quo? That isn’t an option. This is why Santa has Trump et all on his Naughty list. He knows what is happening and isn’t looking the other way. When economy issues hit the North Pole, effecting Santa, his elves and reindeer, that is time to grab him by the produce, and send his behind and his cronies packing. You thought this was going to be nice and candy sweet. Bertha is snarfing, the girl is actually heaving, causing her tits to fly out and toucas to fly.

Sheep will always tell it straight, it isn’t going to be PC and it won’t be filled with violets and daffodils, Puppy is romping produce in solidarity. We feel you puppy. Sheep feel your frustration and pain. You are welcome.

Happy Kwanza, Chanukah, Christmas, Mozel Tov to all who celebrate in their own way. Sheep are not going to judge you. Whatever makes you happy, sing, tweet, speak your mind, stay afloat your way. Sheep want you to know we are with you always, have your backs.

Yes, it is that time of the year again, no, not tax season, the Super Bowl, and not Taylor Swift’s wedding. This is the Biggie, as Santa is gathering all of his intel on who is on his Naughty LIST. Hello. We already know who makes the top of the list, but those working with him have been given a place as well.

Before we get to that list, sheep thought it would be fun to see what is going on behind the scenes at the North Pole. Now kiddies, go in the other room as this is not meant for little ears. Ok, now that the little ones are out of the room we can give the real lowdown.

So, what is happening at the North Pole? The reindeer are busy getting ready for the big trip. They got their stink weed ready for the flight, and Mrs. Claus is packing some brownies for Santa. Did you really think Santa only ran on sugar cookies? Get real. Donner has been caught in a three way with some of the elves, one being under snowflakes. No, it wasn’t a child, minds out of the gutter, he isn’t Donald. Santa sent her on vacation; we can’t discuss the particulars. We know what you are thinking, we cannot talk as there is a gag order, no pun intended. We went there. Prancer is busy keeping her figure, has been using Ozempic, the girl won’t touch protein, frustrating the hell out of the males. Nope, no sugar, no protein. Wait, are we talking about the same things? Hmm.

Mrs. Claus was on Ozempic, is looking more like a rap goddess than a mamma bear. Did we get implants? Santa will never tell. He isn’t complaining. Vixen, Cupid, Commit, have been busy trying to start an anti-Maga movement. No homophobia, racism, bigotry, agism, or other for them. They had a meeting. They had enough just from seeing what is happening back home. None of that will do at the North Pole. They want everyone treated equally, and immigration is not dealt with raids. Santa said No to ICE.

The elves are busy gathering the names for Santa, they have been throwing a buffet, trade to see who is getting what. Sherm is calling an audible, he claimed Swiss Kriss for Mike Johnson, and JD Vance. The little rat from the other side, is pushing for Rubio, Kennedy, and Collins to get special brownies. Bobert and Blonde Barbie are getting their conditioner replaced with Nair. Spank Me Ken is getting his Viagra replaced with placebos. This is getting brutal; those elves are not playing. Do we blame them, they can’t afford their healthcare, their social security is under fire, and food stamps are under fire. They had to replace their turkeys with spam. One had to have a tofurky, ouch.

They know who has caused their demise, and that of others. They are not going to show any mercy. Those who caused the shutdown will feel it the hardest. A night with Diddy, who hasn’t had a female or other for some time. They have it in for Andrew and Ghislane too. Bill is getting a slap on the wrist, and no cigars, Monica. We know what Santa has in for Donald and Putin. Zelinski is on his good list. But the punishment for the others is going to be harsh. No tinsel, or glitz, no expense accounts, or trips abroad. That is for people who didn’t misbehave. You are wondering about MTG and Lisa, some of the turncoats. The elves have been debating on their gifts. They have spoken up, and against the wrongs. Mrs. Claus thinks they will be ok, but they might lose their Metformin for a while. Sorry ladies, you will be on your own, I would purchase a larger size of jeans.

Santa can accept that for those people. But he has serious punishment coming for Donald. Santa knows what he has done, whom he has harmed, those who he abused, killed or have killed, beaten up, bought for their silence. Yep, Santa is putting together the mother of paybacks for him. In the meantime, the elves are preparing those gifts, and sending them far apart for those for children, who will get more than a pencil, or doll. Yes, he knows about that too. Santa is shaking his head in disgust. Donald sleep with one eye open and wear goggles. It wouldn’t hurt to have a chastity belt and corks.

Now you all thought I would say something violent, but sheep don’t play like that. We are not like his neo nazi groups, we don’t carry arms or advocate violence. We know, the gifts. Trust us, those will make their eyes cross for a while, but it won’t kill them. The judge told us we can’t send rodents; Diddy likes them too much. Now for those who are not on his list, they know who they are, but we will list them too.

Those who are on Santa’s goody list. Of course, Joe, Barack, Dick, Schumer, James, you know who you are, Comey, all who have been fighting for humans, kids. Santa wants you to know you have not been forgotten. Expect good things to happen, to arrive, and to share. Santa has been watching all of you, journalists, U Tubers, who have done your bit to protect us, inform us. Expect lots of bright packages filled with healthcare that is affordable for all, social security that won’t go down, while rates go up. Food for all humans that is affordable and accessible. While Santa is trying to deal with immigration issues, he won’t let anyone suffer. Ice will be given the door, and Donald handcuffs, not fur lined. It won’t fit in his sleigh, but you will get them. It might not come with tinsel or bright colors, but you will know where they came from. Santa knows who deserves the best.

The elves are dancing at the thought the repression will soon be over, that dancing to Slim Shady, Rhianna, Snoop, and Dre, munching on affordable groceries, sipping eggnog and sugar cookies. Mrs. Claus is making her dishes sugar free, and Santa is sipping sugar free hot chocolate. If healthcare is going to go up, he is making sure his health is in good standing, if not, he is ahead of the game.

Will reindeer face the music for the three-way? No telling, the jury is still out on that. Santa doesn’t block birth control, so ladies, we know you need to get your groove on, at least you can do so without worry. Those reindeer who have been caught misbehaving, trying to stash, guys, really? If Santa has to inhale at least get him the good stuff, not that stuff that wreaks of angry skunks. What do you plan to do when you get the munchies? Did you plan for that? Do you think Santa is going to have time to make a stop at Chick Fill A? No, he will not. You need to think these things through. No taking naps while in flight, no getting a case of the horny, and don’t you dare look at Santa cross eyed, he likes boobs. Geez.

These reindeer are acting like they never had weed. Are you inhaling? Is it nose candy, is that what you are on? You know you have to take the spoon out when it hits resistance. Powdered sugar, we don’t think so, we say Blitzen’s nose, all covered in white and glassy eyed. Do we have to put you in rehab before flying? If we let you fly like that, you will fly Santa right into a war zone. Comet is slapping you upside the head, no flying high. No getting into Santa’s brownies. If you get into Donalds, don’t say we didn’t warn you.

Santa is watching, he knows when you are sleeping, when you are schtooping the secretaries, when you are misbehaving. Donald, you ended up in all of those lists. We hope you like porcelain, because we hear Santa has your assets on his seizure list. No gold commodes, junk food, bad make up. Santa is putting you in his special jail. The rest of you, Mazel tov, Happy Kwanza, Merry Christmas, Happy Chanuka.

Bertha’s latest trip to the hospital is a good description of what is really going on in hospitals today. On her most recent visit to the ER, she entered with her paperwork to explain her medical issues. Diverticulitis and Kidney stones are the things that can take down many a male and female. She being a sheep was no different. Her issues with vomiting and repeat visits from Montezuma were no laughing matter. The girl was in serious pain. She quietly took her turn waiting with the other humans, not expecting special treatment or white privilege. The opera by the two moaning divas was surprisingly not coming from her. She did hope either they were having a good time knocking boots or were getting treatment for that case of whatever. Her name got called and she walked into the exam room, fur disheveled as if she sat in a schwitz, weak, breath of snarl, and just utter pain. There was no mistake the woman was in severe pain.

They sent her to wait a little longer still, then called her once more to follow the nurse to the utter abyss. Was it a repeat of covid, had there been an outbreak of Trump, was the plumbing broken? Let’s look at the last one, her plumbing was broken, she suffered from multiple issues causing blockages, extreme pain, and her pain. Thankfully it was not covid, and yes, all of this mess was caused by Trump and his miserable deal.

It was a sea of gurneys filled with moaning. No it was not a Diddy party, rather a group of very sick, sad, miserable people. The two halls were filled with the same thing on both sides with only one and a half bathrooms to use for all. It was too much for the poor girl and she began to snarf. Oh Hell NO, this had to be a mistake, but the nurses stated due to overcrowding and not enough rooms, the overflow was kept there until one opened up. She winced in pain, then claimed her gurney and curled up. Her nurses were kind enough, they were not the problem. The system failed all of us. Twelve hours later, she was granted a room with a lovely lady. The problem was how to mount the bed. It was not made for a sheep with short legs. The poor dear kept trying to climb it like Mount Jenga, only to land on her toucas. If it had been sex that could have been one thing, but she was trying to climb on top and in, so the nurses could put iv’s in her arms. Then came the questions.

Ever since Trump came into office, the questions asked became more and more personal and had nothing to do with medicine. “What was her religious preference? NUNYA. Was she on the pill? No. Was she pregnant? She is a transgendered sheep. Was she born in the US? The woman was a transplant. Was she documented? She had her shots and was fixed thank you. It went on and on, until the dance of the eyes occurred with the nurse. If Bertha wasn’t in such pain that woman would have had a serious bite on her toucas. She began to mover her items to the window cill, and they were grabbed and thrown into a bin. It was ON. Bertha felt a weave war mounting and not in a good way. Thankfully it was time for that witch to go home. Bertha snarfed and climbed into the bed after making one last climb moaning and groaning until she arrived, looking disheveled and needing a cigarette. All of that due to a mattress made for humans made in Russia. How Trump does it we don’t know. We don’t want to know.

This of course is based on real events suffered by the writer using humor to describe what is a very unfunny situation that has taken hold of the American people. Our healthcare is under attack, Hospitals are facing huge budget cuts, nurses are working overtime with insufficient pay, and doctors are crying foul. Humans, if they can get healthcare are facing high premiums, long waits in the ER, only to be sent to situations like the one described above. There is no good excuse for it, none. Donald cannot make this go away. The public is suffering and nobody is immune. It doesn’t matter how wealthy, or whose your daddy, or baby mama. It does not care if you are famous or infamous. Nobody is immune. We witnessed firsthand elderly, middle class, the rich, and a few of the very rich on those gurney’s. People waiting for transplants, operations, who were in excruciating pain as we were, having to lie on a gurney too small for most people, the noise level too loud to obtain any rest. Unless one was given high doses of Morphine and happened to be in LaLa land, from the meds, you did not sleep.

Once a bed was found, you were so exhausted, you could barely speak coherently. Yes, we would like to use the loo, and puke and crash when we hit the bed. Both Bertha and the writer did all literally and physically. We were the lucky ones. How about those without health insurance? It used to be if you landed in the hall, on a gurney, you had no health insurance. Now everyone is treated that way. Those who can make the needed changes to policy to prevent this from continuing refuse to do so. Do they really think they would get better treatment? As If. They will get fired by Donald and end up like the rest of us. That is reality folks.

Donald et all are desperate to maintain status quo or worse. That is not what the founding fathers fought and died for. The current financial situation is no laughing matter. We see things on the news but think it can’t ever happen to us. It can and it is happening. It is alarming how hospitals are giving up and just tolerating it. No, it’s not to be tolerated, it is time to rage against the demented. This is still our country, all of ours. It does not care what color, choice, political affiliation, size, shape. Both sides are suffering.

There is no magic pill, or procedure to make it go away. Think again please, you give too much freedom to convicted criminals in chief. No KKK or whatever they call themselves have a right to inflict any of this on any of us. Their guns will never make up for what they lack in the sack. Screeching like hyenas and beating themselves off won’t either. Yeah, we went there. No we don’ t want to change our post. We won’t be silenced or told to go away. Until things change, expect us to be in your faces, telling the truths you do not want out. Epstein is the tip of the iceberg folks. He is a wag the dog to keep Donald et all out of jail. No, we the people won’t be silenced, we are living the nightmare on Trump Street, and we are done with him and all who back him.

I won’t name the hospital, it’s a major one in Mo. But it could be in any state, city, and the people have had enough. No more interviews to find out your personal information not connected to healthcare. It is a witch hunt. If you are paying Medicare and get billed for a room, and it’s a gurney, sorry, your money should stay in your pocket. No more picking the pockets of the people.

You have a choice folks, don’t let any of this become the norm. It is not the norm. Nothing about this normal. It is criminal, we are getting abused and lied to and cheated. To the doctors and nurses who treated me, thank you. To those who suffered thru me, my sympathies. To Donald Trump and Mike Johnson, your day is coming. You will lose this farce.

Well at least he is honest, he really does not know anything. We always suspected, there was talk amongst his peers, the family pet, er, his son hinted at it. Donald, what country are you representing? “Honestly, I don’t know.” Donald, do you know where babies come from? ” I was told a lot of things, but I believe they are hatched.” Bertha wants to know if he remembers the night he had with Diddy. Sean, ya might want to cover your ears, this could get graphic. Sean can’t be reached right now; he is busy making license plates.” “I will tell you this, there were a lot of beautiful men and women there, I saw young girls, boys, farm animals, I heard the dog was scared.” Um Donald, that was at Epstein’s, not Diddy’s. “Potato, Potato.”

The responses we have seen makes you wonder. If he can’t answer those questions, do we really want him to throw the football? Zelinski is saying “um, No.” He is saying Obama, maybe George, we know Satan can’t. If you ask Obama those questions, he might respond; “I never had a night with Diddy, never attended one of his parties. ” “I do know where babies come from, my daughters remind me of it every day.” “I know the people whom I represented, all of you, never had a dog that looked scared.” Barry, you know we love you, you have nothing to fear here. Barry wants to know what is that bag hanging off of Donald’s leg? Is he using a banana bag, or smuggling something illegal? Donald, what is in that bag? “It’s Prada, I got it in Japan.” He does not know. It is one thing to forget a birthday, maybe your address if you are really drunk, one of the women you dated. Trump does not know anything.

His VP and aides don’t seem to be doing much better. They know there is a constitution, that it is a legal document, it exists, but they forget what it applies to. “No Donald you may not steal from the public to cover your toilet in gold.” Donald forgets the exact items he has inflicted on the public. Food is a biggie. No Donald, you did not lower price tags on groceries. Turkeys are looking at each other like whew, people can’t afford us this year. Well, not all turkeys will be protected. But most families won’t get the big shebang they are used to.

Donald, do you realize how bad the economy is, what this shutdown is costing millions of people? “I totally have no idea what you are talking about. I lowered the price of beef and groceries, eggs and milk. I did this.” Yeah, you did this all right, people are starving, airlines can’t handle passengers and are cancelling flights. You don’t’ know? Let’s try this again, you do know, are not above the law, cannot re write the constitution, fire anyone you don’t agree with.

SCOTUS knows, the American people know, we know you know. We know you are aware of what went down at Epstein’s and are using Andrew as your scapegoat. Yes, that we know. We know Diddy knows, ask Martha, she knows. Michael care to weigh in? You know. Playing hide the salami, pretending to be a daft prick or wanker is not going to get you out of this. The world knows that you know.

Now, if you responded I don’t have all the answers now, but will get them for you, that would get you some respect. You didn’t and won’t, you want what you can’t have, you are a pariah, It does not take Nostradamus, or Baba Venga or any other visionary to see what you are. You are not a sheep in wool’s clothing; you are trying to paint yourself the victim. YOU know.

Folks, as you Parce together your thanksgiving feast, perhaps spam, eggs and spam, spam and spam, be thankful that you know. Instead of roasting a turkey, let’s roast the biggest con artist, liar and cheat in office. Humans will get thru this, stronger and wiser, not as quick to buy snake oil, or its empty promises. Why, because we know. “I think she is just a petty, vindictive sheep, and no I don’t know her, but I know she doesn’t know.” Donald, I know.

Yes, folks you read right, I am not talking about cats. Trump and Epstein worked together to procure little girls and teens for dare we say it, Prince Andrew. Ya thought I was going to say Bill, didn’t you? Those pesky files Trump and others don’t want you to read or hear about are coming out. This shut down isn’t about what you were told; it’s a wag the dog to keep records kept by Maxwell and Epstein that directly tie Trump to what the two men called the Kitty aka pussy, patrol. Folks, sheep don’t lie. Our data comes from checked and rechecked sources already making the rounds on U Tube. Join us by going to https://groundnews.com/ihip , Trump and MAGA’s INSANE SCHEME to Keep The Government SHUTDOWN PERMANENTLY?! Trump can try all he wants to distract the public, hide the facts, but it’s also on CNN, MSNBC, BBC, so these lame duck attempts of keeping this quiet, plus his actual moments spent with underage girls, will be his undoing.

Bertha knew he was a letch, watched how he chose females for the Apprentice. Were they YGHWTF, and if you have a brain, you get what sheep are saying here, if not, young girls he wants to $#%k. Bill didn’t like them that young, just stacked. Those kissing his bottom, know Trump has stuff on them and vice versa. Is it any wonder why he is in such a rush to block anyone who can bring this up in court?

Hillary and the Obama’s are prepping for the big event, the popcorn is on standby, the wine and champagne is chilling, Bill is wiping his brow saying thank you Jesus. But humans the fear now is that anytime, we could be facing martial law to block votes, control the media, news, shut down the courts. Puppy has saved up his money for produce and melons for roughing the puppy. This will be better than the Superbowl, sorry guys, but isn’t it what we wanted to see? The people who could come forth will read like a rogue’s gallery of players, literally.

SCOTUS is telling his lawyers, no immunity, no games, BS, lies, turn it all over by tonight or face long, painful, contempt charges. Trump may be facing his water loo. Melanoma already is shaking her head in disgust, suing, trying to silence the facts. Did she know? Only her hairdresser knows for sure. The palace is bracing for what could be a total upset, as if the Harry and William debacle wasn’t enough. The world is watching, laughing at the US. He won’t serve a third term, he will serve a life term in federal prison for rape, and every other charge he is faced with.

Sheep see it this way, nobody goes to such great lengths if they are innocent. Innocent men sing like pigeons. We know its canary’s. They don’t try to rig elections, cheat, lie, jerrymander, if they are innocent. Players only want you when they are playing, isn’t that what Fleetwood Mac once sang. One has either gone into witness protection, or been killed to silence them, along with one of the little girls who did all three men. People asked why jail Ghislane, well to keep her silent, and have another accident to occur.

Maga, your messiah is nothing more than a child molester, liar, cheat. You were lied to, used, all to get him in office to hide from potentially serious charges. It happens. He is no Christian; he used that for your votes. He meets with our enemies while we are supposed to be protecting Japan, Tokyo, which is treason. Until he and all of his cabinet are jailed, nobody is safe. He won’t see a third term so don’t expect one from him. Puppy is so angry he is shaking his squash. Hey, sheep don’t lie, we don’t need to. Donald, you better invest in a chastity belt.