So Long, And Thanks For All The Cetaceans
November 1, 2024
“I want to be a whale psychologist.”
DarnOld Trump to Joe Rogan (Oct 26, 2024) while Trump left his dumbass followers standing in freezing temperatures in Michigan for several hours, during which time many of them left in disgust, which makes sense since they arrived in disgust, and remained disgusting the entire time, and will remain disgusting as long as they continue to worship at the tiny feet (which no one ever talks about ) of a disgusting 34-count convicted felon, suffering from dementia and wallowing in fascist rhetoric, and who threatens to dismantle American democracy if he ever gets his tiny hands (which everyone knows about) on the reins of power in America again.
We
have searched every database and contacted every Trump surrogate to no avail in
hopes of learning whether Trump was yearning to psychoanalyze whales or just be
a psychologist the size of a whale – the latter being the more attainable.
As if Trump gives a flying fuck about any life other
than his own.
Full disclosure:
Actually,
dear, near-departed Donald was referencing the alternative fact that windmills
were slaughtering whales, and presumably presenting the idea that he wanted to
get the straight poop right from the whale’s mouth.
You
go gurl.
WTFF*
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*What
The Fascinating Fuck
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