You know that trump is deathly afraid of sharks, so when he stages the next coup, we just need to be ready with bulletproof, portable shark tanks to surround whatever building he occupies. Cut off supplies, beginning with Internet and DoorDash. Hack his social media accounts. Post nothing but beautiful, lustrous, sexy, shiny windmills. Refuse to call him sir and have no tears in our eyes as we demand his full surrender.
Gah, almost forgot: NEVER go back to however it used to be before dishwashers and toilets conserved water and/or energy and tell him right to his face, or with a bullhorn if necessary.
I still have no idea what he’s talking about. Maybe I’m too young, which would give me a real boost right now.