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The fabled Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are just finishing breakfast while checking their saddles.
Death, Famine, War and Conquest will soon saddle up and ride to Washington where they will arrive just in time for Donald Trump’s Presidential inauguration.
“We’re all jolly excited,” said Conquest.
“Well, I am anyway. The other three aren’t known for being the happy-go-lucky types, of course.”
Death said, “A MOST PRODUCTIVE DAY AWAITS.
“THE BEGINNING OF THE TRUMP PRESIDENCY IS ALSO THE BEGINNING OF THE END, AS WAS FORETOLD BY SOMEONE, SOMEWHERE, PROBABLY.
“I’M BRINGING MY BEST SCYTHE, IT HAS MINIMAL FARMING DAMAGE.”
War quietly chuckled, “He’s going to get the get the nuclear codes. I still can’t believe they’re giving him the nuclear codes.
“I would say this is like Christmas come early but I hate Christmas as that’s when people usually call a truce. So let’s say it’s like Boxing Day come early.”
Famine said, “there had better be sandwiches. I’m not going otherwise.
“It’s pointless me going anyway. The American idea of a ‘famine’ is only having one cheeseburger for lunch.”
