
Got into a time travel cab and the driver asks, “When to?”
And now a mash up.

14th U.S. President Franklin Pierce was a lesser known grown-ass man, yet grown-ass enough to kick your ass.
It was a long time coming. Everyone knew it, yet very few were prepared. Y2K was months away. The Grown-Ass Man adjusted his pants, pulling them up. They were falling due to the absence of a prominent buttocks and the lack of a belt. In so many words, this was what he thought about the crisis.

It’s the day after that ridiculous State Of The Union from Trump, and now it’s out there, he didn’t even want to do it. Back in my country, we had a word for that, schmuck-like.
Now a mash up.

Perhaps the greatest grown-ass man ever in American history, 13th U.S. President, Millard Fillmore. The following story proves that the grown-ass man comes in many flavors.
Initially, I was going to write a rant about stupid Trump and his prime time State Of The Union collective of words, in which he attempted to coerce Americans that a crisis of heart and soul, the likes of which no one has ever seen before composed of coyotes and gangs was upon us. Women and children will most likely become victims of uncontrolled illegal immigration. Worse, he subjected us to his ugly puss in a slow zoom close up. What the fuck was wrong with his squinty eyes? Uneven Botox® injections? Conjunctivitis is so 1990. And what was up with that insane breathing? If history repeats itself, in the case of Trump “the ignorant redundancy loop”, he was saying something he didn’t want to say. In short, this silly spectacle did not win over new Trump supporters. If he said sensible gun control in place of border wall, he would have. And now we return to The Grown-Ass Man, already in progress.
The sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
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