Saturday, April 30, 2011


We all know Donald Trump is an odious toad. We've known that for a long time. But he was a sideshow, a cartoon bag of ugly that emerged every so often to promote his dumb (but sometimes alluring!) teevee show and "fire" somebody from a stupid non-existent job of being a tool. It's only recently that we've all had to reevaluate our relationship with this man-sized herpe. And we all hate him now. And hatred brings you to a place where you just can't believe you ever put up with a person, right? Like you can't believe you voluntarily looked at this person on a television screen.

But it was only the above photo of this orange wrinkled old troll that made me finally understand the essence of the person we've been blindly subjecting ourselves to all this time. Doesn't it make you feel molested? Like you can feel the rush of a ferocious STD running through your veins? Like you are just ready to shit and throw up at the same time?

Yes, it does.

1 comment:

jimmy said...

"man sized Herpe" wow genius now I am making a mental list of them I know