... as Hope Hicks was squirming out of the White House,
Dirty Donny* told her she was "special."



* aka republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief

She may or may not know that you are wondering about where she is at, so to speak. Consequently, she* may or may not do a Water Meditation at Mar a Lago. But in any event she may or may not be determined to get to the bottom. Of whatever.



* spousal property of Comrade Casino, Inc., aka republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief

He had to go do his luxury gourmet golfy goof off, while turning his corpulent republican ass toward the families of Parkland who were burying their children just a few miles away. He would not go to stand with the families of the slaughtered, and comfort them in their agony. Pathetic.

The republican 'leader' likewise would not face, or talk with, or listen to the children of America who were eloquently sending an S.O.S. No. He had to feed his face with the finest meats and cheeses and two scoops of deranged ego, and he had to ride around in his stinky, dinky golf cart and play with his frikken gold-plated putter through the day, meanwhile squandering another $3 million of our tax dollars to finance his piggery. Sad. The whole republican-russian toxic-macho larcenous treasonous enterprise is sad beyond tears.

* aka Comrade Casino, republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief

Gag me with Crock O' Fake Feeling.

* aka republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief

...which will be re-assembled on the USA- Mexican border per order of Dirty Donny, the republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief. Backwards into the abyss.

- The headline all America is waiting to read...




* to engage in fisticuffs (Marquis de Casino Rules) with none other than itself: Dirty Donny, the ignoble republican Draft-Dodger-in-Chief and family values role model.

...misunderstanding all you see..."

- Republican Fields Fornever
(apologies to The Beatles)