OMG at Helsinki National Theatre, favourite spot for coffee, fluked table outside, 2 mins later army came, closed street in front and 1000 tourists and photographers appeared. I think he-who-shall-not-be-named is about to pass 10 yards away.
*fashions weapon from sugar sachets*
*fashions weapon from sugar sachets*
Motorcade just passed. Police, army, a couple of limos containing toxic orange warthog manbaby and bearback riding topless closet case, and 20 vans presumably carrying hair products, tanning spray, a saddled moose, some Novichok (just in case) and the disassembled Melania-bot.
Someone is asking for pictures. No. That ain’t gonna happen. When you look like I look, you don’t go to a cordon of machine-gun wielding soldiers and start pointing things at the limo carrying the PoTUS. Not if you’re smart, anyway.
