The fly on Mike Pence’s hair…

I wish I were the fly that landed and stayed for two minutes and three seconds on Mike Pence’s perfectly manicured hair, during the Vice-President debate, last October. 

I might have learned that he still believe he had a fair shot at becoming the 46th president of the United States, once a freshly reelected Trump would end his mandate in 2029. Now, things are looking much grimmer. 

Unless Trump dies from a heart-attack, of natural causes, resigns to get Pence grant him a preemptive pardon, or got forbid, get assassinated by the Iranian who are pissed off at him, his chances of presidency are dwindling fast. 

He should console himself that, while he was seen as a robotic, uncharismatic and dull VP, he was picked as a prized landing spot by a rare Nevada fly and got quite lasting fame and recognition out of it!