How much longer?
Heaven forbid he would leave his table and go to a private room, but then nobody could see what a…
Beverly Suzanne Hill

I’m with you. I think we need to start chanting, “is he gone yet?”

“Can we be Americans again now?”

“46! 46! 46! 46!”

And so on…

President Dumple Thinskin, 45 was just a blip on the screen. Insignificant tanning bed accident.

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