Another installment of "The Duct Tape Chronicles": (still at our post here in Little Egypt---no
sightings of that there immigrant caravan that we know is streaming up from all three Mexicos---but---hold it!------------thought I heard something in the back yard, but it was just a squirrel---anyhoo---the fact that we have seen zero northbound rapists and drug dealers in all these weeks since Mr. Trump told us about the emergency was beginning to bother me just a bit---but we was runnin' low on beer and yesterday, just before closing time, I slipped out to The Bottle Shoppe for supplies and Duane, he's the counter man there, explained what's going on: they're travelling strictly at night led by commies from Nipple and Button!
I knew there had to be an explanation---I just shoulda talked to Duane sooner---he talks to a lot of smart folks in the course of the day and he always has his "finger in the pulse" as they say and people trust him with their secret stuff---he didn't actually say this, but I definitely got the impression that Mr. Trump has a plan to deal with this invasion in the near future--- I'll just say two words: black helicopters.
I'll post again as soon as I have some more intelligence to share.)
Atticus