Somewhere, In All These Dusty Law Books, A Great Democracy Got Lost, Chapter 55, Verse 29

Under the Trump administration our message was clear, if you try to come here illegally you will be caught, you will be detained and you will be immediately sent back home where God intended you to be.

Did anyone ever have a clearer message in all of history? Except maybe for God at Sodom & Gomorrah. God wasn’t kidding around, and neither is my administration. The sooner I am reinstated, the sooner we can get to cleaning up this terrible mess that my subsequessor has made.

We won all these states, and all of a sudden, I said, “What the hell happened to the election? Something’s off. How could I lose to this schlub?”

And we have all these play by play annoucers saying, ‘What happened?”

And then they said, “Oh, shit!” Because you know what happened? They knew they couldn’t win, so they said, “Let’s go to court.”

And when did I predict this, Mo? Didn’t I say this? I’ve been saying this from the day I announced my campaign on that great escaladevator.

And then they decided to send out tens of billions of ballots. I said exactly. It’s just like the border. Because either they were gonna win, or if they didn’t win, they’ll take us to court.

So what did I tell you?

Are you with me, Alabama? See? All the red lights go on when they think they can catch me in a mistake.

“It’s great to be here in South Iowa.” I’m not gonna do it. I have the best cognitives, even better, but not quite, than my words.