And now a little political commentary with some humor tossed in. Take it away, Thomas Clay.
Just to be as transparent and clear as possible, I may have spent the last ten years saying things that were what some people would say were 'disrespectful' of the president of the United States.
It is true that on occasion that I have said that he was an Orange Shitdemon who defecates lies as easily as he breathes. I have also insulted his non-existent intelligence endlessly calling him an imbecile, a orange-face dunderhead, Donald Dumbfuckitus and when he had the unmitigated gall to say he was a 'stable genius' I made the observation that this was also inaccurate because any pet or rat in a stable had more intelligence than this absolute imbecile. I have literally worn out a thesaurus trying to find new words that can truly describe the flat imbecility that has afflicted every single person with a conscience.
I remember when Nixon said, 'Just think what you're losing. You won't have Nixon to kick around anymore' and that was true because nobody successfully kicked him into a coma that he did not recover from. Sadly Nixon lived longer than the 5 million people he murdered in Southeast Asia and his goblin Secretary of State lived to be a century old.
The point is that evil lives a very long time and we are still paying for the evil that Nixon unleashed on the people of America. Then came Ronald Reagan in his infinite stupidity unleashed the man who would do more damage to western civilization than any other humanoid in world history, Rupert Murdoch who is also going to keep his mortal coil into his 100th year and marry another woman every year who has the witchcraft to do what a Cialis and Viagra drip cannot do and that is raise the dead and Rupert has been angry about this for at least 50 years.
Over the past six days, Republicans have entirely forgotten how many times they said Hillary had not given a press conference or Joe Biden and a litany of other nonsensical bullshit that their minds shart out through their brain's anus which is their mouth but they have found some amount of moral outrage that Liberals are saying simply awful things about Trump's very obvious mental decline.
They are at full froth at so many Democrats enjoying the fact that Mr. Trump did not even have the time or self respect to not put on that disgusting spray tan embalming fluid onto his face that allows him to play the Geriatric Playboy like Hugh Heffner himself except it is obviously clear that Melania nor anyone else is willing to do diaper dootie and pretend that the Presidential Mushroom is still functioning with a catheter in it.
Yesterday there was a strange occurrence that showed someone on the second floor of the White House opening a window and tossing a garbage bag out onto the White House Lawn. The second floor is where the residence is of the President is and that particular part of the White House is known to be a bathroom where someone only allowed on the second floor could throw the contents of something left in the bathroom of the White House in the presidential quarters so disgusting that they were worried that the many maids in the White House could not be exposed to.
What was it? Who would have a reason to throw a trash bag out of the White House Window in the presidential residence in the middle of the day? Since Trump's catheter has been spotted on several occasions it is only logical that Dumbshiticus had soiled himself and was trying to discard the evidence of him soiling himself by throwing a mystery trash bag full of a dirty diaper so rancid that a HAZMAT team would have to suit up to dispose of it in a superfund site.
Naturally I do not condone the liberal hand wringing and cackling like Renfeild as a gentleman of the South at Trump losing so much of his basic humanity that he can no longer control his bowels, bladder or his worst anus, his mouth.
It is unbecoming a gentleman to revel in the ultimate demise of the President of the United States the way he did his own father who would suit up perfectly and forget to put on his underwear.
So here we are with the oldest president ever to con enough morons into voting for his flatulent ass that many world leaders have had to beg for some manner of fumigation of cyanide to relieve themselves of the rotting stench of what can only be said to be the rancid shits of the Hamburglar who has 70 years of McDonald's left over in his bowels that would gag a maggot.
Yes it is true that nobody has seen Trump get up from a chair and walk away since the White House was forced to admit that Trump has a venous condition that makes his cankles balloon into the size of cantaloupes. At his last autopsy, I mean physical, Trump was said to be 6'3" and 224 pounds which are the exact dimensions for Chris Hemsworth and with that 50" waist, I have trouble believing Karoline Leavitt when she has the temerity to say Trump has the same dimensions of Thor when a fat Porky the Pig is more apt.
As many many people have observed that Shitshispants has had numerous episodes of Ischemic heart disease if not strokes, it is becoming more and more apparent that with Trump discussing going to heaven now twice that something terminal is lurking nearby and that perhaps the Grim Reaper has gotten hold of old Donnie Shitshispants with the unending applause of a lot of unrepentant Democrats clamoring for his demise and it is you people I mean to set straight should McTacoTits cross the river Styx.
First and foremost all of you liberal heathens, you will abandon any and all sense of dignity and decorum that we have normally afforded even that traitor Nixon.
If and when we get the glorious news that Trump has finally departed for the gates of hell, you will go to the nearest liquor store and flame whatever money you have on a truly honest week-long bender. What poison you choose is not important. Wayne LaPierre is known to have snorted cocaine off several hookers asses when the Supreme Court handed down that Heller decision and since we will be bidding goodbye to singularly the worst man these United States has ever produced onto the planet, we must sing and dance longer and harder than the first time we heard the Uptown Funk is gonna get ya!
Las Vegas is going through some things at the moment and there is no place better to celebrate and spend your hard-earned celebratory cash than there. There is also a Trump hotel there that could make a 40 story bonfire where we could truck in enough smores for every American who has had to live through this unending MAGA nightmare and yes it will truly offend MAGAts everywhere and it needs to.
They must bear witness to this unholy maggot shedding his mortal coil and the reaction of their fellow Americans. We could call in the Aircraft Carriers and tie Stephen Miller to Trump's corpse and drop it from 30,000 feet while several AC130 SPECTRE gunships ran both of them through the rotor wash until there was nothing left but 600 pounds of crustacean food left.
New York City should have already raised the countdown ball to Trump's inevitable doom. We can play Prince's '1999' over and over along with 'Shiny Happy People' by REM as the people of the planet awaken to the very real news that Trump's darkness has finally reached its dawn and that he is no more.
As a fervent atheist Trump is the perfect example that there is no god because no man since Hitler and Stalin has deserved to be turned into a National Toilet on the National Mall like Donald John Trump.
I have hated him since Barbara Walters was stinking up the airwaves with his endless bullshit. All of my friends hate him and the mutual hatred has brought us all together in an indescribable alliance where we pray and wish that his evil pestilence will finally end and that his children are scorned in the same way Job's children were scorned.
When he dies, mercy grant it soon, we will make his death day a National Holiday so all people young and old can remember how truly evil this vile cretin was and any painting or some manner of Piñata can be erected every single year and shot with a hellfire missile or a thousand pounds of TNT. Either are perfectly acceptable and should any of you quisling maggots come tell me I suffer from Trump Derangement Syndrome I will tell you that with his death, everyone but you are now cured.
May his corpse be the public toilet it deserves to be after someone has some bad guacamole taco shits and can drop a load on Trump whenever the Taco Bell hits.
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