MAGA Civil War (Continued): Trump & Musk Are About To Lock Horns

You know what really grinds my gears: These two fragile-ego megalomaniacs are locked in a fucking playground slap fight while we suffer....

The gloves have come off, the masks have fallen, and the raw, festering wound of betrayal between Elon MicroTool and Donaldo Shitsburger has finally burst open in spectacular fashion. What we're witnessing isn't just another political spat—it's a goddamn psychological warfare between two of the most powerful, egotistical men on the planet, and the battlefield is scorched with the stench of wounded pride and bitter resentment.

Were They Ever Really Friends? I Think Not

It started with a fucking betrayal that cut deeper than any knife. Elon TeenyWeeny's plea for EV tax credits—something he'd poured $240,000 into lobbying for—was casually tossed aside by The Donald of Dumpster's administration like yesterday's garbage. You could almost taste the metallic tang of shock when Musk realized his money couldn't buy this favor. The sting of rejection must have burned like acid in his throat, especially after personally pitching it behind closed doors.