Maybe Barr is just a dispassionate lump of goo and talking about spying was an attempt at dry wit. The guy probably thinks why not, I’ll get to go and relax at some gaudy resort most weekends if I play my cards right.

Maybe Barr is just a dispassionate lump of goo and talking about spying was an attempt at dry wit. The guy probably thinks why not, I’ll get to go and relax at some gaudy resort most weekends if I play my cards right.

Normal people have cats and dogs, Don has Stephen Miller.

There are no tax returns because President Knucklehead never had any filed. He figured when some kind of trouble occurs he’d blame his accountant. Isn’t that what all criminals do? Not too bright I know, but we’re talking about Don, so what do you expect?

The four-page summary would not have had the prejudicial effect it had if President Dum-Dum didn’t crow about it completely exonerating him. When faced with two choices, he’ll go with the dumbass one that pours gas on the fire like a juvenile delinquent, instead shutting up and waiting like an adult.

Oh my poor cat. He forgets what he’s talking about while he’s talking. They shouldn't let him out when he's that bad. Geez. Have a heart. There's embarrassing and then there's cruel. Where are his kids?

Fat bag of wind with a ridiculous-looking head is sexy? 

Looks like my aunt when dementia took most of her mind. Just imagine him sitting around the nursing home, it fits.

So Trumpy thinks he’s the only president that’s ever been investigated. He’s the only president who’s been investigated and cried like a baby the whole time. Boo hoo. The Mueller probe was so unfair. Wah wah, I’m special, everybody has to love me, belieeeve me. Blah. Watching him walk around in a constant state of indi…

Yep and Don is still a lazy dumbass. That will never change.

Hey Don, McCain is thumbing his nose saying thanks for nothing.

I wonder if he’s begun yelling, where’s my Diet Coke, while he’s pouring a can of Diet Coke into a glass.

Oh for God’s sake. Put that stupid float away and get a job.                  —Bob’s mom

What do you expect from a puffed-up blow-hard. Yes he is God and will smite the nation with biker gangs. Get a grip.

Yes and they are all incapable of doing anything of substance, but instead create dissatisfaction, ignorance, and a general feeling of annoyance.

I don’t get how anyone can listen to that drek. I used to have to listen to that kind of BS at my mom and dad’s every Saturday afternoon after my dad drank one too many beers. What’s this guy’s excuse? What kind of people sit through two hours of that and applaud?  He's President of the United States. Ugh what a…

Dumb loudmouths like Stone don’t realize the judge was giving him a break. Old dilettantes like him don’t do well with the hard-boiled cons in jail.

I would like someone to publish a present day, non-clueless looking photo of Don. 

What a great idea! I’d rather have him playing with his simulator than have to hear him talking. Shove him in there and lock the door. Install a slot for food and take away his phone.

Here we go again with the cheap reality show politics. The threat. The build up. The uncertainty. Oh the woe.  How will this end? Will it ever end? Blah stay tuned.