And yet we still haven’t mastered appropriate capitalization and economy of punctuation.
No doubt Trump’s fave leaders Emperor Palpatine and Gowron, chancellor of the Klingon Empire, told him this. Still, the universe is a pretty big place. No doubt Trump has some inkling of its size because he unnecessarily capitalized it. So maybe we can reserve judgment until more evidence is in, eh?
And, oh, there were responses:
I’d suggest we send Trump off on a millennia-long goodwill tour of the universe, but who knows that the aliens would send back? They’d start working on a Death Star the moment his tumescent lunar head came within sensor range.
So, yeah — ironically he can do less damage if he just stays put.
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