Please Clap

by AuTiSm

Rating: teen
Tags: Comedy, Random, Human
Length: 377

Jeb Bush is evicted from his apartment in the projects by God Emperor of America Trump, and soon finds himself making the most pathetic campaign for Equestrian Princess in history.

Jeb Bush is evicted from his apartment in the projects by God Emperor of America Trump, and soon finds himself lost in Equestria, with the only way to return home is by winning delegates.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-08-09 23:51:11 UTC

Tuck Frump

Jeb Bush sat alone in his dark, disgusting living room. The only thing more filthy than the patched and stained sofa his dingleberry-stained ass sat on and the half-eaten box of three day old Chinese food sitting on his sofa's end table was Jeb himself.

The only thing that lit the room was the cheap TV set Jeb stared blankly into as it showed The Trumpinator's fifth inauguration.

His life and existence had slid down the tubes ever since God Emperor of America Donald Trump had won his fourth consecutive election. Jeb had spent his most of life following his pathetic and sad election living in a cheap two room apartment in the ghetto.

Normally, he'd have his rich family to rely on, but the Bush family had long since disowned him. A single tear rolled down Jeb's scratched, pockmarked cheek, falling onto his dirty, stained t-shirt, leaving a small wet mark where it landed.

"Hello, Jeb." Said Trump through the television, causing the now overweight Texan to jolt slightly. Why had the man who singlehandedly led America into a new golden age and eradicated all crime as we know it speak to him? He was a mere commoner.

"You're evicted." With Trump's words, Jeb's disgusting Mongoloid jaw dropped as the world around him fell apart. Within ten seconds, he received a call informing him his dogs had died, and ten repo men stormed his building and threw his belongings into bags.

"Eww, who let the monkey sit in the sofa?" Remarked one of the repo men.

"That's not a monkey, that's Jeb!" Replied another.

"Even worse!"

Jeb had it! Pulling himself off the sofa for the first time in weeks, Jeb rushed out of his building, tears flowing freely from his face. Within seconds, he stumbled his way onto the streets. He could barely keep himself upright.

"Jimmy! Don't look!" Said a mother with her young child, pulling her hand over his eyes.

"Eww! Someone call animal control!" Said a random pedestrian.

Jeb fell onto his knees, cradling his face in his hands, tears leaking from between his fingers, causing a puddle to form on the sidewalk. All around him, people took sharp turns to avoid coming anywhere close with that pathetic 'politician'.