The old lady in front of me in line at the Dollar General said to me, " How do you think the President will die? They're trying to kill him," she whispered to the cashier and me.
"Crossing herself the cashier wished, " Oh, I hope not. The country needs him."
"Don't worry. He has found a way to defeat death," the elderly woman explained, "Clones."
"Whhhhhhaaaat!?! I exclaimed. The cashier stopped scanning a can of peas.
Shaking her head, "It's true. Remember that little Elon Musk kid mouthing off to Him in the Oval Office?"
We both looked at each other. "The kid is a clone of Musk...with the real first Elon brain in it .Yah," She bit down on her bottom lip lightly, shaking her up and down in small yeses, "Damn straight! The Presbro forever!"
The cashier handed her her change, " Here ya are, honey. Have a great day."
Putting the bag in her cart the old lady smiled to both of us, "The Great Pumpkin will live forever," she said and turned and walked away.
"Someone has been watching too much,'Foundation," I humored.
The cashier looked at me blankly, then nodded her head slightly to the old grandma," I haven't heard that one before."
I wanted to put my finger close to my temple and twrll it, but decided not too. The enemy was everywhere.
"It makes sense though, doesn't it?" She smiled and held herself like she was standing in front of The 'Merican flag. She snapped out of it, " That'll be $11.57."
I wiggled & then tapped my phone to the screen.
"Have a good day."
"You, too."
