Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Genuine and Sweet, Or The Closest We'll Get

Yes the humberders or however we spell them now at the White House for those poor athletes was stupid and classless (we all love fast food, we just don't serve it when we host fancy dinner parties), and he's a cheap bastard, but within the constraints that is A Man Called Trump it was almost sweet in a pathetic sort of way. I bet he truly believed he was doing a nice thing, giving the kids the happy meals they so love.

Closest I'll get to saying something nice about the guy, probably.