Author: Mark Wilt
Have you ever heard of the Trumps?
SLUDGE INTERNET NEWS January 25, 2031 “Have you ever heard of the Trumps?” Gene, my editor, blew his stack when I asked to write a story about them. “Who wants to read about a couple of rednecks living in…
Vertigo, O, Vertigo! Land of the Brave and Free!
From last Monday night until Friday, I had the pleasure of living in the alternate reality called the nation Vertigo. My little brain spun like roulette wheel refusing to stop, defying our precious laws of physics with glee. The simple…
PROUD BOYS – TERRORISTS FROM HELL OR PUSSILANIMOUS BUTTSQUEEZERS?
Who are the Proud Boys anyway? What’s with the smart pink satin dressing gowns they flaunt around the East Side glory holes linked to Melania the Pole? No, don’t say you don’t give a fuck! You do give a FLYING…
Title: Bye, bye, Ruthie, bye, bye! A Loving Tribute to RBG!
Title: Bye, bye, Ruthie, bye, bye! A Loving Tribute to RBG! By Mark Wilt mlookw@hotmail.com I turned on the TV to watch the final shindig for that Judge Ginsburg woman. She did a lot for women and girls, I guess. Nobody…
THE GREAT EMANSTURBATOR
Donald Trump insists he has done more for African Americans than any other president. Read his tweet on the subject: “Many people don’t know this about me. Lincoln didn’t free the slaves. I DID. First thing I did behind the…
Phone Call Between Putin and Trump Regarding Value of American Lives
T: How much you paying them? P: $100,000 for each stinking American life. T: You’re shitting me. They’re not worth 2 cents. P: You pull my pud, Donny Boy – T: Feel good? Ha, ha! P: Hmmmmski… T: They’re SOLDIERS, for…
PASTORS ARE PEOPLE, TOO
NOTE TO READER: Recently, I had the following email exchange from a troubled minister of the Lord. He begged me not to reveal his identity. I solemnly vowed to honor his anonymity. His name is Reverend Jimmy Buttski from Swineberg,…
How to Remember Your Name
Other than being convicted of serial infant cannibalism, nothing is more embarrassing to an Older American than forgetting his own name. I attended last year’s Metropolitan Opera gala dressed as – like I’m supposed to remember? Wait… Richard Nixon? Soon…
THE PROPHET JESSE JESUS SOCK DELIVERS THE SERMON ON THE GARBAGE HEAP TO THE 21st CENTURY LOSER CULT
My name is Jesse Jesus Sock and I’m a prophet out of my own head. God lives inside my skull. Not your skull. Only mine. “Ain’t you the dude who predicted the end of World War II ten years after…
TRUMP NEWS CONFERENCE IN THE NEAR FUTURE
Good afternoon, vile, evil, smelly, ugly, evil, evil members of the third-rate reporters who should kill themselves in a disgusting horrible – the pussies should throw acid in their faces. Let’s forget the virus for now. So, so depressing although…