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“This is your Auntie-Stay-At-Home. Ditchin’ the smug liberal masks. Let’s conservative party!”
“Sealed cutlery, disinfected juice boxes, plus they automatically tack on 20% for the drone waiter and bot cook.”
“Brother, can you spare a dime for those chips? Worst jobs report in US history.”
“No geraniums, no slippers. This year my dream gift is Clorox Wipes.”
“Oh dear! It’s a postcard from the Isle of Denial: ‘We don’t need no stinkin’ masks’, xoxo Your Red State Cousins”
“The Corona Task Force is going bye-bye? So if we make-it we make-it, if we don’t we won’t.”
“That gallon of salsa & five pounds of tortilla chips bought in February… Who’s laughing now?”
“The Murder Hornets are here. That should settle your Vote-by-Mail Debate.”
“Whew! The meat plants are stayin’open. We’re so brisket & pork butt blessed.”
“Simon Sez, States Handle it. Simon Sez, Stay-At-Home. Judge Sez, too far reaching. Simon Sez,You’re out.”
