So here’s professional liar Sean Spicer looking like a giant canary trapped in a heating duct on Dancing With the Stars last night:
Okay, that was … something.
Say, when does the rest of the wedding party come out for the Electric Slide? That was the largest audience to ever witness a fluorescent owl vomiting field mice in a thorn bush, period.
So, of course his poor marks have nothing to do with his outfit or his clear lack of dancing ability.
Oh, no. This is Trump’s America, so it must have something to do with the secular liberal elite. Christians, you see, can’t catch a break in this country:
Say, Sean, maybe Jesus can pick out your shirt for you next time.
UPDATE: Looks like Sean took down the original tweet and replaced it with this anodyne dipshittery:
Still lame, dude.
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