Of all the scumbags this story has given us, the scummiest & the baggiest is Mitch McConnell. If I believed in hell, I’d bet the ranch on Mitch landing there when his time here is done. Unfortunately, I don’t believe in hell — not imaginary hell anyway.

But I sure do believe in Hell On Earth. And, I do believe in Karma… Here’s a little Thought Experiment I like to play — What if I were ‘In Control’ of Karma?

And what if… I could create a ‘Karma Tree’ that would guide all of Mitch’s future incarnations — based on what he REALLY deserves…

Mitch’s Karma would go something like this…

Mitch dies (hold off on breaking out the champagne — for now).  And he comes back as —

But here’s the ‘rub’ — ‘MITCH THE TOILET BRUSH‘ lives HERE —

Yeah — even worse than ‘The Worst Toilet In Scotland’…

A lot worse, it turns out — because THIS is the REFUGEE CAMP where Mitch’s Toilet — and CHOLERA just broke out…

Yeah — CHOLERA.

And there’s already a LINE to use Mitch’s Toilet (and every last person in line has EXPLOSIVE DIARRHEA) —

  And that line goes on…

And on…

And on…

And STILL, it gets worse for Mitch — Cos THIS is the creature at the very end of that line…

And it doesn’t make ‘dainty’ piles like THIS —

Nope — it produces an endless stream of foul-smelling poison as toxic as Mitch’s ‘soul’.

And just as Mitch sees how massive and unending that STREAM OF SHIT IS —

He comes to.

Realizes — it was all in his head — A DAYDREAM!

And that makes Mitch happy (even happier than Koch Money does when it lines his pockets — and that’s a lot of happy).

Everything, Mitch realizes, is back to normal.  And he turns to go about what he was doing (before that awful daydream) and he reaches out TO SHAKE THE HAND of THIS MAN —

And the KARMA TREE starts all over again…

Forever and ever and ever…

Karma — call me — I bet we can work something out…