The callow, callous, careless, cow-eyed cocksplat …
Er, is that too far? Maybe. Okay, dialing it back a bit …
Anyway, the aforementioned pissflap doesn’t give a shit about anyone but himself. And that’s never been more obvious than in the past week, when he contracted COVID, unnecessarily sapped our federal treasury even more, and then swaggered back into the White House without a mask, his gelatinous cube of a head oozing green stink lines in every direction.
This X-Men mutant whose one superpower has always been a complete lack of shame now has another — coronavirus shedding. That’s a combustible mix.
The folks at MeidasTouch have done yeoman’s work in exposing the Emperor’s new clothes (I can only assume a naked Trump looks like a single mushroom growing on a soggy bale of hay, so we won’t take that analogy any further), and they’re at it again.
Wouldn’t it be a shame if we got #TrumpVirus trending?
Yes, it would be very unfair. Very, very unfair.
And by that I mean “righteous.”
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