Trump Laughing at the Superior Intellect

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  1. Clop clop clop]

    [whinny whinny]

    GALAHAD: They’re nervous, sire.

    ARTHUR: Then we’d best leave them here and carry on on foot. Dis-mount!

    TIM: Behold the cave of Caerbannog!

    ARTHUR: Right! Keep me covered.

    GALAHAD: What with?

    ARTHUR: W– just keep me covered.

    TIM: Too late!

    [dramatic chord]

    ARTHUR: What?

    TIM: There he is!

    ARTHUR: Where?

    TIM: There!

    ARTHUR: What, behind the rabbit?

    TIM: It is the rabbit.

    ARTHUR: You silly sod!

    TIM: What?

    ARTHUR: You got us all worked up!

    TIM: Well, that’s no ordinary rabbit!

    ARTHUR: Ohh.

    TIM: That’s the most foul, cruel, and bad-tempered rodent you ever set eyes on!

    ROBIN: You tit! I soiled my armor I was so scared!

    TIM: Look, that rabbit’s got a vicious streak a mile wide! It’s a killer!

    GALAHAD: Get stuffed!

    TIM: He’ll do you up a treat, mate.

    GALAHAD: Oh, yeah?

    ROBIN: You mangy Scots git!

    TIM: I’m warning you!

    ROBIN: What’s he do, nibble your bum?

    TIM: He’s got huge, sharp– eh– he can leap about– look at the bones!

    ARTHUR: Go on, Bors. Chop his head off!

    BORS: Right! Silly little bleeder. One rabbit stew comin’ right up!

    TIM: Look!

    [squeak]

    BORS: Aaaugh!

    [dramatic chord]

    [clunk]

    ARTHUR: Jeepers creepers!

    TIM: I warned you!

    ROBIN: I done it again!

    TIM: I warned you, but did you listen to me? Oh, no, you knew it all, didn’t you? Oh, it’s just a harmless little bunny, isn’t it? Well, it’s always the same. I always tell them–

    ARTHUR: Oh, shut up!

    TIM: Do they listen to me?

    ARTHUR: Right!

    TIM: Oh, no…

    KNIGHTS: Charge!

    [squeak squeak squeak]

    KNIGHTS: Aaaaugh!, Aaaugh!, etc.

    ARTHUR: Run away! Run away!

    KNIGHTS: Run away! Run away!…

    TIM: Ha ha ha ha! Ha haw haw! Ha! Ha ha!

    ARTHUR: Right. How many did we lose?

    LANCELOT: Gawain.

    GALAHAD: Ector.

    ARTHUR: And Bors. That’s five.

    GALAHAD: Three, sir.

    ARTHUR: Three. Three. And we’d better not risk another frontal assault. That rabbit’s dynamite.

    Trump in 2020.

  2. Hillary: Run away! Run away!

    Sen. Warren: Run away! Run away

    Luke 8:17
    Douay-Rheims Bible
    “For there is not any thing secret that shall not be made manifest, nor hidden, that shall not be known and come abroad.”

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