I am weary of the absence of any consequences for this powefully destructive, pusilanimous cretin; and his sniveling minions.
How many more times is the media going to write this story? Like, how many more times can he keep “increasingly coming off the rails?” I don’t get it. He’s been a loose cannon the second he came down that gaudy escalator.
C’mon, rage stroke! How is it possible this sedentary tub of Crisco hasn’t keeled over yet?
The media are? Fuck that sounds even weirder.
I can’t believe this pussy-grabbin’ pussy tried to sneak tough in there, when all he fucking does the live-long day is whine about what big meanies the media is.
I thought for a second during one of the meandering, nonsensical answers he was going to talk about the onion he wore on his belt, which was the fashion at the time.
A narcissist cannot cope with constant challenges to their internally perceived superiority. It’s going to continually become worse. The most effective witness we’ve had since this whistle blower report became known is Trump himself. He just can’t stop telling us how “right” he was, and digging that hole.
I’m a Swede married to an American woman, and she wouldn’t find that joke funny at all. Scandinavians definitely have a personal space that we don’t want invaded. And the invasion is definitely more disturbing when the invader is a fat American sociopath.
He’s freaking out. Is it because he feels walls closing in on him? Maybe. Is it because his authority and ability to do whatever the fuck he wants is being questioned? More likely.
Isn’t a lack of respect for personal space one of the signs of a sociopath? Trump really had to reach to grab his knee, which makes it even creepier. Normal people don’t try that hard to paw at the legs of other people.
2 1/2 years in and it still boggles my mind every fucking day.
Donald Trump is the President of the United States of America. Think about that for a second.
that reminds me, where is that caravan I was assured was going to rape and kill every trump supporter’s family by the end of 2018. fuckers are taking a while to get here.
What kills me is there are so many people who identify with the BILLIONAIRES in the billionaires vs. everyone else scenario. They envision the government coming in and taking whatever huge percentage on their $50k/year salary and are suddenly like, OH NO PROTECT THE BILLIONAIRES! What is the quote, they are all…
I feel ya, Liz. I met my husband at a pool at 22 years old, in a speedo and nothing else. Competitive swimmer, runner, and a lifeguard. You could’ve grated cheese on his six-pack. It was a done deal for me right there.
In 1979 we didn’t wear those cargo things that brush the top of your knee. I’ll bet she got a good look at those legs.