Renfield's Dream of Donald Trump Wearing Kilts
As Renfield R. Renfield slept on the couch, Amadeus Emanon was sitting in his chair singlehandedly eating every single piece of KFC chicken they had purchased earlier that evening.
Amadeus wondered where the complementary container of special Bavarian mushroom sauce that came with the bucket of chicken had gotten to.
Unbeknownst to Amadeus while he was in the bathroom washing his hands, Renfield had eaten every single drop of the special Bavarian mushroom sauce said to contain "Sherrie's secret ingredients".
Which would probably explain the dream Renfield was having at the moment.
Renfield was dreaming that he was out on the Isle of Skye in Scotland when who should he see come skipping and jumping through the glen but Donald Trump wearing a kilt.
Donald Trump (singing and dancing while wearing a kilt):
Oh I went out on the Isle of Skye
I got goosed by a fruity guy.
All the laddies say hello,
Donald, where's your trouze-ers?
Let the wind blow high
Let the wind blow low
Flashing my kilt
along I go
waving my dickie to all my friends
Donald, where's your trouze-ers?
Mercifully Renfield woke up before he saw what would have been the post-traumatic stress disorder inspiring sight of Donald Trump in a kilt waving his dickie at him.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday October 8th
2015.
Sent from my iPhone
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