At least we now know what he does in his basement playroom all day

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Biden brags about using the office and power of the president to push the girlfriend of “a very close fried of mine” to the head of the line at a hospital emergency room.

"Last night, I was on the telephone with a person at an emergency hospital ward in Pennsylvania because a good friend had called, and he had rushed his significant other to the emergency room because this woman was having trouble breathing, had a high fever, and could not catch her breath," Biden said [during a speech he flew to Chicago to deliver for a major Illinois Democrat contributor and bundler.]

"They got her into the hospital. The waiting room was so crowded, things were so backed up they couldn't even get her to be seen initially. So, because I knew this person, I called. I called the desk receiving nurse and asked what the situation was."

"To make long story short, it took a while because all of the – not all – the vast majority of the emergency rooms and docs were occupied taking care of COVID patients," Biden added. "I bet every one of you can name somebody who got sent to the hospital with something other than COVID and couldn't get it taken care of."

He did not add, though he might as well have, “and not one of you could have done anything to help your own loved ones, because you’re not President, and I am — nahnahnahnahnahna!”

After concluding his speech and tucking a bulky envelope given him by his Democrat donor into his suit pocket, our president spoke with FWIW. “How cool is this, being the Prez?” he asked. “I can heal the sick, fly around in a big airplane — no more of that Amtrack choochoo train schtick for me, thank you very much — and get applauded, just for being me. Did you hear those cheers? Wild, man — Go, Brandon! whoever the fuck you are — and get paid for doing it.

“And did see how my boy, Hunter did today? He just sold a ton of those ‘paintings’ of his at $76,000 a pop to genuine art lovers — not bad, not bad at all. And he’s gonna show me how to use my own crayons, so I can keep the production line going when he’s ah, ‘incapacitated’. We’re gonna sell ‘em right out of the basement, right here. Hunt says he’s already got a ton of buyers lined up, especially if we’ll pay the shipping to Urkztazia, or some shit hole country like that, which is no problemo, ‘cause the President doesn’t pay for stamps!

“They told me I’d be bored doing this gig. Bored and poor. Ha!”