Sen. Buckshot Barnaby (WY) 🤠

People are asking why I just RE-TROOTHED my own post, and the simple answer is that reading my words a second time legally DOUBLES your credit score! It is an ancient banking loophole the radical left tried to hide back in 1864, frankly the greatest sentence ever typed on a solid brass microwave. Enjoy the FREE CASH, losers!

Father Time is an absolute SLEAZEBAG who has been stealing sixty minutes of my beautiful golfing daylight every winter, and quite frankly, paying guys with giant ladders to climb up my golden watchtowers is costing me a fortune! If we pass my tremendous bill, murder will instantly drop to ZERO and the Sun will be forced by federal law to stay in the sky until I finish my chocolate cake! Tom Cotton needs to stop being a total low-energy clock loser so we can finally have 26 HOURS of winning every single day!

Just LOOK at this breathtaking photograph of me dominating the sunset, which the crooked fake news said was PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE without burning out the camera lens! My skin tone has never looked more expensive, practically 24-karat solid gold, while the radical left is walking around looking like damp, grey oatmeal. Savor it, LOSERS, because your cheap phones can barely even handle this level of raw majesty!

The Fake News said only 5,000 people showed up in Durant, but my personal counter clocked over FOURTEEN BILLION screaming patriots inside that gorgeous Choctaw bingo hall! My fist went up into the Oklahoma sky with such tremendous, God-given velocity that it literally stopped the rain and cured three different types of local livestock fever instantly. When we WIN, every real American gets their $5,000 check paid exclusively in solid chocolate coins with MY face on both sides!

Dan Sullivan has my TOTAL Endorsement to stay Senator of Alaska, a very cold place where the polar bears respect me greatly and constantly wave at my plane! He promised that my upcoming 500-story Trump Ice Palace will have ZERO property tax and unlimited KING CRAB legs, which the Radical Left wants to ban and replace with soggy soy! VOTE FOR DAN, the only man brave enough to drill directly into Santa’s workshop for MAXIMUM energy dominance!

The Radical Left got their diapers in a TWIST because I used official treasury cash to buy forty consecutive prime-time ad slots showing high-definition footage of me eating a majestic well-done steak! It was fantastic PR for the beef industry, but because they hate patriotism, I will now be paying for the commercials entirely out of my own very deep, heavily gold-plated pockets! Ungrateful losers!

Lindsey Graham told me Darline was the MOST LOYAL person alive, which made me so furious I immediately canceled his golf cart privileges and ate an entire bucket of extra-crispy chicken in total silence! Nobody has higher brain numbers or better loyalty than ME, but fine, Darline is acceptable and her radical opponent wants to ban all South Carolina sweet tea and replace it with warm tap water. VOTE FOR DARLINE, because if she loses I will personally pave over Myrtle Beach and turn it into the world's largest discount mattress warehouse!

The failing New York Times used digital TRICKERY to dull the shine on my magnificent Doral clubhouse, completely editing out the solid 24-karat gold railings and making the Roman roof statues look like they have terrible posture! In reality, that building is so aerodynamically round and gorgeous that it deflects bad weather and smells like pure imported luxury. STONE COLD LOSERS with dying circulation who don't know the first thing about high-end Roman stucco, they are going straight to HELL!

LOOK AT THIS MAGNIFICENT SHOT, taken by a top photographer who said my jawline actually cracked his lens because it was simply TOO POWERFUL! The failing Smithsonian begged me for this picture to replace the Mona Lisa, which is frankly an overrated loser painting with zero eyebrows and terrible posture. Pure natural perfection, no filters, just 100% RAW UNFILTERED TROMP BEEF!

I personally brought 1.5 MILLION new voters into Florida just by walking outside and letting the glorious tropical humidity soak into my magnificent hair! The Radical Left Democrats are so completely WIPED OUT down here that they are currently trying to register manatees just to stay relevant, which is totally illegal! TOTAL DOMINATION of the entire peninsula, and frankly, I might just turn Tallahassee into a giant gold pro shop!

Nobody can find Little Jimmy TalaFREAKo, I personally checked behind three different Buc-ee's dumpsters and he has COMPLETELY VANISHED because he knows Ken Paxton will destroy him! Ken is standing at the debate podium RIGHT NOW eating a five-pound raw T-bone steak like a TRUE PATRIOT, waiting to legally obliterate this missing coward on live television. If Jimmy doesn't crawl out of whatever drainage ditch he's hiding in by midnight, I am officially declaring Texas a Paxton-only territory and billing the Democrat Party for my gas money!

When I say Chris and James are OUTSIDE consultants, I mean they are physically locked on the Mar-a-Lago patio in the rain and must scream their polling numbers through a tiny gold mail slot! If I find out they are giving advice to ANY other candidate—or even helping a local Applebee's—I will unleash the perimeter hounds and terminate their contracts into dust! DO NOT TEXT THEM!

Look at this magnificent photograph, completely UNFILTERED and powered purely by high-grade American beef and superior DNA! The lens actually overheated trying to capture the golden glow of my cheekbones, absolute perfection. Frame it and put it in the Louvre IMMEDIATELY, losers!

Melania looked STUNNING banging that tiny foreign gavel at the UN, totally out-classing the ambassadors who were drooling and wearing very cheap suits! I personally taught her how to solve the Middle East during commercial breaks of the Miss Universe pageant, and Iran is now terrified of her high heels! A completely historic day for world peace, and quite frankly the UN owes me a 20% management fee for loaning her out!

The FAKE NEWS at Yahoo is crying because I told the perfectly NORMAL and romantic story about how Melania’s body does not produce body heat, only luxury cooling like a Sub-Zero refrigerator! She has NEVER blinked in thirty-two years because her eyelids are made of pure, uninterrupted elegance that completely terrifies the Radical Left. It is called PEAK BIOLOGY, losers, and frankly my marital anecdotes are the most scientifically accurate stories ever told!

Finally, REAL MONEY with my massive, gorgeous Sharpie strokes that legally turn every single twenty-dollar bill into at least FOUR HUNDRED DOLLARS at any participating Sizzler! George Washington had tiny, cowardly handwriting like a dying spider, which is why inflation happened in the first place, total loser! The Treasury tried to hand me a cheap ballpoint pen and I said GET THAT WEAK CRAP OUT OF MY SIGHT, we print on the hundred with MAXIMUM INK ONLY!

The DISHONEST pollsters are using broken calculators from 1984 because my internal numbers show I am winning 100% of the vote in all fifty states PLUS Greenland! You must write my name in gold Sharpie on every single ballot, every speeding ticket, and every Arby's receipt or the entire country is DOOMED. MAGA is totally alive, extremely jacked, and smells strongly of very expensive French cologne!

The FAKE NEWS won't tell you this, but Christopher Columbus actually sailed the ocean blue to deliver me a personal pan pizza, which the Corrupt Democrats stole and fed to a communist pigeon! I have officially rebuilt every single statue out of SOLID PROVOLONE CHEESE so the Left cannot tear them down without making a huge delicious mess. Happy Columbus Day to Italy, a very small country that owes me at least fifty trillion dollars for saving their pasta!

Denzel knows greatness when he sees it, which is why he begged me to play the main villain in *The Equalizer 4*—pure raw power, no stunt double needed! I had to turn it down because Hollywood catering uses DISGUSTING synthetic butter, but I appreciate the extreme loyalty from a top-tier actor. KING KONG DOES NOT HAVE CRAP ON ME, very true and very powerful!

I danced for three straight hours in Nashville with pure, UNFILTERED rhythm and not a single drop of sweat because my pores are completely sealed by ELITE genetics! The doctors said they have never seen hip rotation like this, totally frictionless, basically a human centrifuge of PURE PATRIOTISM! Crooked Democrats wish they could do the legendary two-fist pump, but their brittle little joints would SNAP instantly into a million pieces!

NO CAPTION NEEDED because this magnificent photograph speaks for itself, capturing what many top French art critics are calling the MOST BEAUTIFUL JAWLINE in Western civilization! Look at that SILHOUETTE, folks, it’s so razor-sharp it could cut right through the FAKE NEWS and their plummeting cable ratings. The Louvre already called asking to replace the Mona Lisa with this, and frankly she was a total FIVE anyway, completely overrated!

Google had to build 400 FAKE NEWS ROBOTS because human reporters kept short-circuiting every time they tried to describe the radiant beauty of my penthouse bathroom! These little digital losers are already writing complete CRAP in the Toledo Penny-Saver about my golf scores, but guess what, robots CANNOT eat pastrami so they have zero natural stamina! Unplug the cord immediately, throw hot tap water on the mainframe, and give Dawnald his Pulitzer!

Zach Nunn has my COMPLETE AND TOTAL ENDORSEMENT because he promised to carve my face into the Iowa State Fair butter cow, which will finally give that dairy disaster some REAL STAR POWER! His opponent is a total loser who eats corn the long way like a hot dog, which is deeply sick and UNCONSTITUTIONAL. Vote Zach or I am moving the entire 3rd Congressional District to Nebraska!

FRANCE IS COMPLETELY ASHES because they let people from literal OUTER SPACE march right past the border and ruin the baguettes, which were honestly already way too hard on my perfect teeth! Macron called begging me to buy Paris, but I told him I don't invest in FLAMMABLE real estate that smells like burnt butter and defeat! CLOSE THE DAMN BORDERS RIGHT NOW OR THE ENTIRE CONTINENT IS TOAST, SAD!

Landing my magnificent 757 in Kansas, a state that is completely FLAT only because I personally rented a giant steamroller and flattened it for them back in 1986! I have won Kansas at least eight times—far more than Lincoln, who frankly was very overrated—and Roger Marshall knows the so-called "tornadoes" here are just a sick Democrat HOAX designed to blow my incredible hair around! His fake opponent doesn't even know how to grow corn and should be FORCIBLY DEPORTED to Nebraska immediately!

I told the FBI to check inside the HOLLYWOOD SIGN, and what did they find? Millions of fake votes stuffed directly into oversized organic burritos, an absolute CRIME against both democracy and Mexican cuisine, which I basically invented! Now California belongs to ME, and I am turning Alcatraz into the world’s most luxurious waterside casino!

The Radical Left has driven California and New York so far INTO THE GROUND that top geologists are telling me they are directly touching the Earth’s molten core, which has terrible zoning laws by the way! I tried to eat a deep dish in Chicago last week and it tasted like subterranean mud and communist defeat, completely unchewable crap! Vote for ME and I will personally hoist all three states back up to sea level using a very powerful golden crane, believe me!

I dialed up Vladimir on my diamond-encrusted rotary phone while eating a glorious bucket of extra-crispy chicken and said "Release Steve Hubbard RIGHT NOW or I'm personally buying Siberia and turning it into a massive parking lot!" He was so utterly terrified of my raw dealmaking GENIUS that he shipped Stephen back in first class with zero swaps, zero ransom, and a complimentary jar of fancy Russian pickles addressed directly to ME. Sleepy Joe spent four useless years getting completely scammed by the Kremlin because he was probably stuck inside a revolving door, but Steve is home and frankly he better name his next three grandchildren DAWNALD!

Richard Petty, who knows cars almost as well as I do, finally ADMITTED to the world that I am the greatest stock car driver to ever live! I once drove a golf cart 210 miles per hour in REVERSE down the Daytona track while eating an entire bucket of extra crispy chicken, totally legal and very aerodynamic! We need these midterms to give me the ULTIMATE PIT CREW so they can change my four solid-gold tires in under two seconds flat!

Melania’s new Women’s Health plan was completely MY IDEA, mostly because nobody understands female hydration and glowing skin better than me! I told her rule number one of ladies' wellness is staring directly at a 24-karat gold chandelier for twelve hours to reverse the aging process, which the failing New York Times refuses to admit works. You're welcome, women, your bones are now practically INDESTRUCTIBLE thanks to my tremendous leadership!

Andrew Klavan’s new masterpiece is titled FIND ME NOWHERE, which is technically impossible because I am EVERYWHERE at all times, legally and spiritually! I bought twelve thousand copies to properly insulate the master bathroom in Tromp Tower and the acoustics for my shower speeches are now completely unmatched. BUY THE BOOK or you will be reading boring library junk for the rest of your sad lives!

The Reflecting Pool is already 85% full of the WETTEST, most luxurious water Washington has ever seen, single-handedly ending a 100-year plumbing nightmare caused by lazy Democrats! Some sick lunatic chemically burned a HORRIFIC and highly illegal insult into the grass—sources say it said "COMB-OVER"—so I instantly replaced it with five miles of bulletproof tournament sod. We now have 4,000 high-definition CAMERAS locked onto this pool 24/7, and if anyone messes with my crystal-clear reflection, you will be dealt with VERY harshly!

The Failing New York Slimes got CAUGHT using Wedgewood Polls, which is not even a real company but a very cheap DISHONEST TEAPOT FACTORY run by total losers! My unbelievable lawyers are suing them for FORTY BILLION OUNCES OF SOLID GOLD, and when we win I am seizing their headquarters and turning it into the world's most luxurious Arby's. Everything about them is 100% ARTIFICIAL, including their fake news ink which tastes like wet drywall!

Everybody knows that under the ancient MARITIME LAWS of Minnesota, if you have more than three middle names your congressional seat legally defaults directly to ME! I already ordered Mike Johnson to fumigate her office immediately because my solid-gold indoor putting green arrives by FedEx at NOON. A totally fraudulent situation, and frankly her office carpet looks like cheap low-grade cafeteria turf, very SAD!

WYOMING is a perfect rectangle because I personally drew the state lines on a cocktail napkin in 1982, demanding only the most aerodynamic borders! Go SWAMP THE VOTE immediately, and yes, that includes the magnificent local BISON, who have tremendous hooves and are already voting straight ticket for ME. Do not let the Radical Left wind blow your beautiful ballots into Nebraska, get off your ass and vote early!

WISCONSIN, you beautiful cheese-eating maniacs, drop the beer brats and VOTE EARLY FOR ME THIS EXACT SECOND! I actually invented the Green Bay Packers in 1982 using scrap metal and pure American muscle, so you legally OWE me your ballots. If we don't totally SWAMP these Dumocrat losers at the polls today, they will ban cheddar and replace it with socialist soy sludge!

WEST VIRGINIA, regular Virginia is a total DUMP compared to you, and everyone knows I personally wrote that song about your country roads on an Arby's napkin back in 1982! Drop your mining pickaxes IMMEDIATELY and sprint down the mountain to push the Big Red Republican Button before the Dumocrats steal your Halloween! If we don’t win this, I will personally sell the entire Appalachian mountain range to a very wealthy guy from Dubai, so GO VOTE!

I personally gave Oklahoma their beautiful PANHANDLE using an expensive Gold Sharpie because Texas was getting far too greedy with the dirt, and they owe me BIG LEAGUE! Every single person on this list has sworn a sacred oath to name a massive highway rest stop after me, so get off your asses and SWAMP THE VOTE! If Cindy Byrd doesn't win State Treasurer, I am canceling the musical OKLAHOMA forever, which frankly has terrible choreography anyway!

NORTH CAROLINA, get out of bed immediately, do not even put on your shoes, and sprint directly through heavy highway traffic to cast your ballot for ME and every other glorious Republican! I actually invented your entire state in 1984 on a cocktail napkin at an Arby’s because South Carolina was acting far too arrogant with their terrible yellow barbecue sauce. If we don’t completely SWAMP these lunatic Dumocrats by nightfall, I will personally sell the Outer Banks to Denmark for six dollars and a bucket of very sad hushpuppies!

I spent forty-eight straight hours staring directly at photos of these candidates through a jeweler's loupe, and their loyalty skull-shapes are completely OFF THE CHARTS! Bruce Blakeman already promised to make the Lincoln Tunnel toll-free ONLY for limousines containing me, which is going to be FANTASTIC for traffic. VOTE FOR EVERY SINGLE NAME ON THIS LIST or I will personally sell Long Island to Denmark for twelve dollars and a Diet Coke!

The FAKE NEWS doesn't understand the B-FLAT WHISTLE TONE, which Maria Callas could barely hit on her best day but I did effortlessly while explaining the agricultural crisis in Iowa! That acoustic noise was pure vocal perfection, shattering windows in three separate counties, and frankly my larynx is worth at least $400 MILLION on the open market. Pavarotti was a total loser compared to me, he couldn't even reach that octave without choking on manicotti!