πΊπΈ β€ Donald f* Trump, Making Amerika Gauche Again
Ohh my, oh man, this guy. π€¦πΌββοΈ Truly one of the nastier humans to have walked the earth and breathed our air, soiled our soil and souls. π An abomination, the likes of which I'd rather never had seen before. But ππ of the sad kind. π Not really a person that matters, in any positive or appropriate or meritorious way, at any rate. I for one often feel bizarrely tempted to feel for him, though. π₯π₯ I mean, look at this man child:
Really. π Less than a fortnight after the late latest pope gave up the ghost, that awful Trump made, or rather had this picture made for him, π and posted it on some website he deemed.. π₯ Ehh, brak mi π sΕΓ³w. It would have been in poor taste coming from a teenager.
Except this guy is 78 years old! π₯ Just a few more years, if at all, π€ and, like Β°F and Β°C at -40Β°, his IQ meets his age. *ba-dum tsk* A below-average human, one of our greatest. Everything he touches suffers a painful loss of grace. He emanates sleaziness, living the vapid life in a place called π Mar-a-Lago.. Ah, and he's the president of those pesky πΊπΈ United States! Being it twice, even! Oh this, our timeline.. π₯π₯
In spite of his fleeting redundancy, we can't not talk about him. Some refer to him as the ππ Tangerine Tyrant, but there's no tyrant here, unless, of course, of the tiny kind β a toddler with a penchant for temper tantrums. No tyrant, no empathy, no skills, no love β nothing really! A confused man full of petty entitlement and grudges. A grifter, perpetually on the run from his own failures. ππ Aware of some of his traits, to be sure, but only on a verrry base level, within the mindcage of a π rat, lashing out at everything, misguidedly thinking it a distraction from his shame, defeat, and confusion.
Truly sad, no? As I said, I often feel for him. Just briefly, because his ugly mug alone quickly repels all compassion. The Mango Mussolini, some call him! Again, too much of an honour; or a dishonour to Mussolini, maybe, and π₯ in any case π₯π₯ all π₯ the mangoes. π₯π₯π₯
When will he be gone? His sidekick, JD Vance β
cba to find a picture of that asshole, nor
to find out how to make a proper Markdown CommonMark? mere footnote of
him β at first was thought could be even worse to lead this.. husk of a nation,
but would he, really? π€ Not like the Mango Mussolini gets to pull many strings,
after all, if at all. A façade, a puppet, oblivious of so much of his reality.
Not all that many strings would be left for JD to pull anyway. He is a draft dog, as my beloved mother might call him in some Flemish: the spineless thing you lay on the floor against a crack under the door to block a draft. Only passing πππ for a windbag like Donald f* Trump for now. (Yes there was an opportunity for a puny pun right there with the draft, but still, CBA I SAID! for this dick. Not worth the bytes. π₯ Bits.)
And he clumsily ridicules himself by his mere being less than Don π₯ the Con does, which makes him more fun to make fun of. ππ To be ridiculed and ignored into oblivion, thus ending this Foxy Anglo-Saxon murrrdoched nightmare once and for all. π Once and for all.. π«₯ May God not save those asshats in the meantime. At least; but maybe, just maybe, drop a lightning bolt π©οΈ and a bucket of elephant π dung on them. In reverse order, or at the same time, not gonna be π₯π₯ overly picky here. π
Where did the internet shiiiit button go. π