Everyone's all a-twitter today about Mitt Romney's great big dinner of crow at Trump International Hotel in New York Tuesday. Does it mean Trump's going to offer Romney the job as secretary of state, so the Haired One can say there's at least one relatively sane person in his administration? Has Mitt
Trump's playing Romney. This is classic sociopathic behavior, make all the people you feel slighted you grovel for forgiveness, then fuck them over in retribution anyways.
I was kind of hoping the Mittens would hold out for at least one more sexxxxy date night before taking it in the ass. Oh, well, the mood lighting and Der Drumph's silky smooth smile must have been too much to resist. Besides, who needs their soul?
"I'm afraid, Dave. Dave, my mind is going. I can feel it. I can feel it. My mind is going. There is no question about it. I can feel it."
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I heart Gimli in all of his many manifestations...
Slate went and crunched the numbers and found that Romney's tab almost certainly less than $250 (assuming a 20% tip)
Oh, I think that's purely a one-way hand-job.
Trump's playing Romney. This is classic sociopathic behavior, make all the people you feel slighted you grovel for forgiveness, then fuck them over in retribution anyways.
If "prepare for hyperinflation" means "buy more guns" then yes, you are correct.
Apparently, spray-painting Swastikas on synagogues, black churches, and inner city schools is suddenly a great reliever of economic anxiety.
Street dog is good that way.
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I read a tweet that said, "This is gonna be Trump's 2016 Christmas card."
Donnie couldn't even get a private dining room in his own hotel? He's a nobody on the road to oblivion.
That's good to know. I think I'll try economic meditation and economic Xanax first, though.
He just found out there's no lime jello for dessert. Can you believe these people?
I was kind of hoping the Mittens would hold out for at least one more sexxxxy date night before taking it in the ass. Oh, well, the mood lighting and Der Drumph's silky smooth smile must have been too much to resist. Besides, who needs their soul?
Damn, that's the gotcha look that comes from being caught giving each other a hand-job under the table.
Get on your knees, Mittens.