The coming of Donald Trump after Barack Obama is like asking one of those Alliance-franco rappers to perform after J Cole. You know, that imbalance between their beats and barely audible lyrics - bloody turn off. No wonder his speech tempo keeps missing harmony with the lifeless applause, like the crowd was there against their will.
That was just a passing remark. Now to what's on my mind: now that there's freedom of speech, word is out to all those low-key social media dictators. If you want to hold complete autocratic control over our dos, don'ts, shoulds and shouldn'ts on here, better be ready to have your own back, because we are gonna be your ECOMOG, and the operation OMAID (Operation Murder All Internet Dictators).
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