Maduro’s palace?
This is the strange story of America’s “friendly neighbor intervention” in Venezuela. Get ready for a wild ride. Welcome to “Operation Oily Oopsy,” where Donald Trump leads a high-energy circus act!
It’s January 3, 2026, and Trump, energized by his morning Diet Coke and the overwhelming vibes of victory, looks at a map and jokingly says, “Venezuela? That’s the oil one, isn’t it? Not the llama one—oops, that’s Peru. Close enough!” And just like that, he gives the green light for a “massive strike” that feels more like a mischievous child’s fireworks display than a carefully planned military operation. Drones soar through the sky, creating chaos unlike anything you could have imagined, like a wild delivery from a fledgling online company. Maduro’s palace? Now it resembles Swiss cheese leftover from a rat rave party!
Meanwhile, Maduro is relaxing in his gold-plated hammock, happily enjoying an arepa, when—kaboom! SEAL Team Six, dressed as piñata busters, burst in. “Time for your Florida vacation, Senor!” they joke, and........
