President Titanic Is Ready To “Sink”
July 27, 2025
In Trump’s desperate attempts to deflect from being joined at the hip to
former BFF Jeffrey Epstein (who was a guest at Don’s second wedding) and being
unable to avoid being permanently and irrefutably recognized as the pedophile
and rapist he has always been, Donny Dearest is going for the Guinness World Record
for obfuscating.
Have people actually forgotten all the times Daddy Don has
talked about his "hot" daughter and wishing he could date her?
The following is a partial list of Donny's attempts to shove his very real, very sticky and very unpopular connection to his long-time buddy Epstein off the front page. Think OJ Simpson's slomo white Bronco chase, every second of which was caught on camera, or...
Don is suing Rupert Murdoch, who
made him and more or less owns him to this day, as well as Murdoch’s Wall
Street Journal, et al, because Don claims they could ruin his reputation.
Then Don, in response to calls from all corners demanding
the full release (or what some might call the “happy ending”) of the Epstein
files, released more than 230,000 pages relating to Epstein… oops, I meant
Martin Luther King, Jr., prompting this from King's daughter Bernice.
Ouch
Then the guy who makes Lennie Small from Of Mice and Men look like Albert
Einstein, decided to rehash blaming Obama for the Russians doing everything but
hacking voting machines to get Trump in the White House in 2016. He accused
Obama of being “sedatious” (sic)* and claimed he committed “treason”. Again.
Then he tried to convince us that the real scandal was Joe
Biden using an autopen, something many, if not all, use in DC. “That’s the
scandal they should be talking about, not Jeffrey Epstein. The sciandal (sic) you
should be talking about is the autopen ‘cause I think it’s the biggest scandal,
one of them, in American history.” Nice try autoputz.
He was so desperate to distract us that he even went so far as to release less-than-positive medical test results instead of trying to explain why his ankles were suddenly the same size as his thighs. What’s next, doctored tax returns? A stroke? Keeping my fingers crossed… for the tax returns, of course.
He also announced on his fake Twitter app that he had
convinced Coca Cola to switch from high fructose corn syrup to real cand sugar
to take his MAGAts minds off Epstein. He should have told them to start adding
grain alcohol.
Then he had his bad-brained-bleach-blond-blow-up-bimbo
attorney general start yammering about… wait for it… Hillary Clinton’s emails.
Then he decided to weigh in on forcing the Washington
football team to change its name back to the old-timey racial slur against
American Indians, which we will not dignify by mentioning here.
Then he had MAGA Mike evacuate the Capitol three days early
in order to avoid taking a vote on debating whether or not to take a vote on
releasing the Epstein files – after learning that 11 Ratpublicans would vote
with the Dems to release the files, meaning that a House majority would vote
against Epstein’s ex-BFF – hoping this whole thing will blow over by the time they
slither back to Washington, DC after their abruptly-extended summer vacation.
Go and get a drink, take a nap,
apologize to your eyes and your soul.
There’s much more where that came from.
Tune in next time for the exciting, excruciating, enema-tic conclusion (for the time being at least) of Trump’s weapons of mass distraction.
I. Mangrey reporting.


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