June 17, 2020
I would say Donald Chrump is a freak of nature, but there is
absolutely nothing natural about him. Fake skin color, fake teeth, fake “hair.”
He also has a fake “fortune,” fake doctors, has had a fake charity, a fake
university, fake tax audit and is currently a fake president. Despite him and
his doctors lying about his weight, Chrump is physically obese, and despite his
claims of having a “very, very large uh-brain,” he is mentally emaciated.
This dangerous mutant proved once again during his
phucked-up photo op at West Point that he is unable to manage the seemingly
simple task of transferring liquids from various containers into the otherwise
useless hole beneath his nose like a normal person, or even most abnormal
people for that matter.
Most five-year-olds can drink
from a cup with one hand,
but not this one – someone get this “man” a sippy cup*
but not this one – someone get this “man” a sippy cup*
No one is better, more consistent or more pathetic at making
excuses for just about anything than Chrump. Important things. Meaningless
things. Things he previously bragged about doing. Most recently Chrump, who is
two years younger than Keith Richards (who has ingested more booze and done
more drugs than most 10 men combined) but moves like someone 20 years his
senior, looked completely out of his (or anyone’s) element as he descended a
typical handicap ramp after delivering his completely useless commencement
speech to the hostage graduating class at West Point last week.
Rather
than let criticism roll off his back, Chrump amplified the event by, 1)
tweeting about it, and 2) making pathetic, ridiculous excuses. Oh, and of course,
the lying. Can’t have a Chrump statement without lying.
Slippery? NFW. Momentum? WTF?
Attempting to negotiate a
standard handicap ramp, and looking like a
man walking on legs he bought yesterday, Chrump appears slower and
less stable than Nik Wallenda crossing the Grand Canyon on a 2” wire.*
man walking on legs he bought yesterday, Chrump appears slower and
less stable than Nik Wallenda crossing the Grand Canyon on a 2” wire.*
If you haven't already, see for yourself
The
Lt. Colonel trying his best to walk as slowly as Chrump had no trouble walking
like a man who has actually walked before. For the record, it is very unlikely
that such a ramp would be the slightest bit slippery on such a warm sunny day.
And that “final ten feet” was about two feet. And, is that what Chrump thinks
is running?
Then
there’s Chrump’s frighteningly fake face coloring. Looks (below) like he got
his little hands on a bad batch. Perhaps, among his many, many weaknesses, like
his inability to listen, think or move very well, Chrump also can’t see too
well. As I have said many times over the past few years, anyone who sees what
Chrump sees in the mirror before going out in public and says, “Yep, that looks
good,” has any number of issues, not the least of which is serious emotional problems
and probably brain damage.
Someone should teach him how to
wash
his face or more likely, do it for him.*
his face or more likely, do it for him.*
* As always, we apologize for posting
such graphic and disturbing images; we hope no one will be emotionally scarred
or made physically ill for having seen this one.
I. Mangrey reporting. Just callin’ ‘em the way I see ‘em.
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