I have no idea what I’m saying, really. Please disregard any comments that might pertain the shape and size of Hotspur’s asshole. It’s called phrenology people. Try to keep up.
So here we are; another end of the week, or beginning to some of us. For most of us, it’s just another day on the endless treadmill of winning that is the glorious reign of God Emperor Donald Trump II, long may he, er, reign. As you may know, I’ve written quite a few songs for your enjoymentness over the years, most of which you rightly decided were utter crap. This song is no different because it’s about you.
This week’s model is of the Asian persuasion…which is a total shocker. In between eating sushi and playing checkers with marbles, she likes to giggle quietly behind her hand and fantasize about large reptile like creatures fighting large moth like creatures. Please put down your bucket of chardonnay and welcome Vicki Li!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
They should have repealed and 3 minutes later replaced it with a bill that would have made the freedom caucus happy. No, they had to do the RINO shitshow. Ryan is an effing disgrace. Trump should have kept his mouth shut or said, “we’ll hash it out until we get it right.” And looked right in the camera and said, “We don’t care a Pelosi fart what the dems want we want to get this right for the American people.”