You F*ing B*tch!

Imagine yourself deep in an intense LSD trip, surrounded by a surreal, trippy landscape of swirling fractals and electric colors. The sky is a blend of Van Gogh-inspired swirling stars and Dali’s melting clocks, stretching across the horizon. In front of you, floating on a fluffy, iridescent cloud, a bizarre scene unfolds. Donald Trump, with his massive, hyperrealistic face, stoned out of his mind, leans slowly forward—his glazed-over eyes half-lidded, his lips puckered in exaggerated slow motion. Beside him, Kamala Harris appears, equally surreal and larger-than-life, her features elongated in the style of El Greco, laughing as she floats toward him, seemingly pulled in by the bizarre energy of the moment. As they move closer, the scene becomes even more dreamlike—Trump’s hair swirls in psychedelic patterns like melting candy floss, and Kamala’s face glows with neon fractals, the background shifting and pulsing with vivid, hallucinogenic colors. The two meet in a slow, exaggerated kiss, as if time itself has slowed down, their faces hovering in a surreal space where reality has completely unraveled. Above, a sheep with Trump’s hairstyle floats lazily through the sky, rolling its eyes at the absurdity of the scene. The Cheshire Cat grins mischievously from a nearby cloud, as the Mad Hatter and White Rabbit sip tea, watching the spectacle with amusement. The entire scene feels like a distorted, psychedelic painting, blending the chaotic energy of Van Gogh, the dreamlike elongation of El Greco, and the surreal absurdity of Salvador Dali, with a touch of stoner humor thrown in for good measure.