You know the old adage: A shot of insulin, Clorox bleach, hydroxychloroquine, and a sunlamp up the asshole keep the doctor away.
Today, in the middle of some scripted lies about Obamacare and Trump’s own “health” care policies, the tweaking interdimensional fart gremlin inside the pr*sident’s head suddenly decided to chime in:
President Trump: "I don't use insulin. Should I be?" pic.twitter.com/Cfsic44FFj— The Hill (@thehill) May 26, 2020
TRUMP: “I don’t use insulin. Should I be? Huh? I never thought about it. But I know a lot of people are very badly affected.”
That’s quite a … uh … tangent there, Chachi. What else would that eternally glitching butter churn inside your tumescent muskmelon of a head like to share with us today? “Hey, should I be ordering extra chicken skin in my KFC buckets?” “I know I’ve been told not to shove compact fluorescent light bulbs up my ass, but what about standard bulbs? Those are okay, right?”
Good luck finding a straitjacket that fits this guy. That’s all I have to say.
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