“Strap yourself in, Eric! It’ll be fun!”

I’m pro-guillotine, but right now Secret Service is here, and-

You know the embarrassing pain of fear of holes?

He was raised on that particular hobby horse; he couldn’t ride any othe way.

The mental gymnastics it must take to rationalize his whole family’s behavior is really quite astounding.

Yeah, but he miiiiiiiiight pay a Russian hooker to do it.

ILLIGITIMATE! GO BACK TO PANGEA!!!

And yet GOP snowflakes cried so much about Hillary calling some of Trump’s supporters “deplorable”.

This is triggering my trypophobia.

Yeah! If we split it it’s half the calories—this human suit’s getting a little snug, doncha know.

They’re even bad at crime! They’re just a bunch of middlemen being used by actual criminals because of their cupidity and drooling egos.

Hell, I’m Canadian. I’ll advocate for flinging Trump and his spawn from a trebuchet. If we get a big enough one, we can clear the wall, fling them into the Rio Grande, and let them swim to Mexico. I’m sure they’ll be welcome.

I’m sure the Secret Service realizes that you are speaking in jest, fine fellow American.

Yup, checks out.

I’ve seen better likenesses of the Trump sons...

I’d even go with “Sad!”

That is possibly the most flattering picture pf Eric I have ever seen.

What is very funny to me, as a sicko feminist lib, is that literally every member of this family is such a little crybaby! Maybe if they could win things or get money without doing so many crimes, their lives wouldn’t be so very hard? Just a thought!

This is how Count Trumpoff sets up The Most Dangerous Game. From hunting big game to hunting Democrats on an island, it’s just a matter of time.

Oh, I’m sorry, we’re supposed to immediately support whoever is in charge, no matter what?

WHERE’S YOUR BIRTH CERTIFICATE, ERIC? NOT THAT ONE, THE LONG ONE.