Poasting erratically between bouts of apparent VP-Elect duties, it’s clear the Mahchine™ of national politics has con$umed him.

One minute, he’s finalizing "Mandatory Pep Quotas" for Mar-a-Lago's Club Card system; the next, he’s lurking anonymously in this thread, desperately clutching the last vestiges of his old XO life, his Perkins Coie equity partner corner office, where he drafted tales of his nighttime gig as a Safeway Manager.

And this Trump fella…well, he is not maeking it easier. The latest report from Mar-a-Lago suggests:

Evan proposed a "Unity Agenda" only to have Trump interrupt with, "Unity? No one wants unity, JD. They want laser tanks, steak diplomacy, and Kid Rock doing the anthem on a jet ski."

Evan attempted to pivot to economic recovery, but Trump handed him a plate of shrimp and declared, "Shrimp’s the future, JD. That’s why I’m putting you in charge of the Safeway Navy—Admiral of Groceries. Imagine the ratings!"

So now, here Evan is, back on XO, staring at his blank inauguration notes and typing away anonymously, hoping no one notices the VP-Elect has returned to his roots as a pumo with a secret moniker.

Evan, we know it’s you. Godspeed on those pep quotas, VP.

Tell us: does the Mahchine™ groan louder at Mar-a-Lago, or is it just the sound of Trump chomping down another Big Mac while outlining his “gold tanks for Ohio” plan?

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5648267&forum_id=2).#48439467)