A Christmas Carol …

Even as he recited the eternal words of the fifth, ol’ Roger knew he was now as dead as could be.  To begin with, as the words, “I take …” rumbled out, the faint smells of the decayed body parts of Jamal Khashoggi  wafted from the table set before him.

There icould be no doubt whatever about that odor. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman, the clerk, the undertaker, and the chief mourner. Mueller signed it. And Trump’s name was as good as upon  anything Mr. Stine  chose to put his hand to.

Old Rog was as dead as a doornail.

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