The Commander, the Supreme Commander attended yesterday's Crazy Club meeting. Stroupin showed up and gave a report on his last sailing trip in Port Townsend. A great deal of discussion went on about how Stroupini would approach his upcoming retirement. Kadizzle is trying to get Stoupini to come down to the desert and go for the mother of all cycle rides. October 31, the finical world will be shaken when Stroupine retires from the banking world.
On the way to the library Kadizzle ran into Hazen's old Postmaster General. He had a pretty good pheasant hunt on the other side of the river. Kadizzle and The Commander chased the blasted pheasants around, but they out smarted us yesterday. Our tactics were lacking. The Commander chewed Kadizzled because he was cleaning the windshield when she busted out six pheasants.
As the day ended the Kadizzlites found themselves in front of the TV for the last big shoot out with the Trumpster. It was a good one. The Trumpster as usual took the bait and Hillary smashed him. No matter the election will be rigged says the old Trumpster. Nothing is more fun than watching the Republican Party implode. Only the hard core dingers are left.
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