Mooch and I Must Work on Our Health to Outlive Trump

If Traitor Trump outlives me, I’m going to be fucking pissed.Hell no. Not gonna happen. I’m determined to get back on track at the gym to get healthier. Today was Day 1. Mooch and I are both in training. Cue the Rocky theme song.Today was Day 1 back at the gym. I’d been off for about two weeks, between being sick, pulling a back muscle, and being out of town. I almost wimped out again today. But then I changed my mind. I’m proud that I pushed myself to go.I cannot allow a fat, bloated, orange shit-stain like the Leaning Tower of Crisco to outlive me. I want to be here to see justice being served. Or to find out funeral details so I can visit his grave site and piss on his headstone. It’s important to me, that level of pettiness. I’m gonna win. Don’t bet against me. Once I put my mind to something, I give 100% toward making it happen. I’ve done it on Substack. Now I’ll do it regarding my health. I have to be around for much more shit-talking through my articles and podcasts.I appreciate you being here for it. Thank you for lending me your ears on this one. You guys are the best. You’re valued and appreciated daily.© 2026 The Mouthy Renegade Writer. All rights reserved.If you enjoy my daily podcast, I’d appreciate your support of my independent journalism. It’s less than $5 monthly, and I’d be honored to have you with us. Thank you! Get full access to You Have the Right to Remain Mouthy at themouthyrenegadewriter.substack.com/subscribe