People stopped...stared...and then they started to laugh. It was the first time that Donald Jeez-Who-Took-My-Jinglebells Trump really made people happy. Yes, and all he did was stand tall and show off his teeny weenie. There was no TelePrompTer but he ended up with many...ahem...handlers.
In a handful of cities and across the Internet, Donald Just-Sagging-And-Stomach-Sandbagging Trump revealed the ugly truth: His rump, like his political stance...is really butt ugly.
This priceless display of The Donald coincided with the words that Trump spoke today: “Sometimes in the heat of debate, and speaking on a multitude of issues, you don't choose the right words or you say the wrong thing. I have done that."
I wonder who actually sat him down and explained everything to him. And who decided to display
all of Trump's...um...bare facts.
Beyond the humor is a situation that has spun out of control. I am just waiting for the point of
political impact...the crash. I know it's coming. And the bad truth about that is that it won't be one
People are beginning to believe that Hillary Clinton is (physically) sick but gritting her teeth and
going on with the show. I don't know if there is any validity to that claim. But I know Donald J. Trump is sick...sometimes naked...but always sick...by an entirely different definition.
By the way, each statue that was placed didn't have any balls...no testicles or scrotum whatever. In
the spirit of true disclosure, when referring to Donald J. Trump...that's probably as honest as it will