Due to budget constraints, SCROTUS to travel on ‘Greyhound One’

Republicans have railed at the cost of government and called upon SCROTUS to cut back expenditures. In an effort to tamp down bad press and ramp up his abysmal ratings he took steps to curtail his travel budget.

Having spent almost 23% of his Presidency at the ‘southern White House’ in Palm Beach and costing nearby Lantana Airport loads of money by having to shut down air traffic while he’s here, SCROTUS and his family left Air Force One on the tarmac and took a Greyhound bus (GH1) to Mar-A-Lago for his weekly getaway.

A newly updated ‘Greyhound One’ hits the road

There was no press contingent, but Isaac Fromstein, the travel and vacation writer for his block was invited to accompany the Presidential party. His twitter account reported that three stops were made during the bus ride including a meet and greet at the Gaston welcome center at Mile marker 101 and a lunch of Nathan’s hot dogs for all the passengers.

When the party arrived at Mar-A-Lago they found it was completely booked for the weekend since he didn’t plan ahead. Alternate plans were made. After spotting a cozy 3/2 with pool on http://www.homeexchange.com in West Palm Beach, Ivanka called the owners, the Smith family, who were more than willing to stay in the White House for the weekend. “It’s like a dream” said Mrs. Smith, “We’ve never been to Washington and now we get to sleep in the Lincoln bedroom and not have to donate $50,000 to a re-election campaign. Ivanka was so nice on the phone and she included 10% off on her jewelry line with a thousand dollar minimum purchase.”

To save additional expenses, the elaborate security preparations that precede a presidential visit were not strictly followed. The Secret Service merely called the ‘town gossip’, a Mrs. Van Wicke and asked if there was anyone they should watch out for.

Wong’s Buffet graciously allowed the Trumps the use of their private dining room in spite of the fact that Mrs. Bergman had already left a deposit for that Sunday. “We’re a little put out here”, Mrs. Bergman explained to anyone who would listen, “my Mah Jongg group doesn’t get together that often, and the spare ribs are to die for. We can’t move it to the next week, because Mrs. Goldstein will be too busy. Her nephews are coming over from college and she needs to start cooking some chicken soup, Kugel, and a couple pounds of Gribenes. Do you know how skinny they are?”