Hey, Planet Earth! If you're looking out from your shithole of a country at our GLORIOUS U.S. election and thinking, "Damn it! I want a pathological liar leading my racist and socially repressive movement too," you're in luck! After he builds his wall to keep out those darn, dirty Mexi-Cants, Donald Trump is hopping on over to the birthplace of whiskey to dropkick Mother Nature's fickle ass, and knock out climate change once and for all! All aboard the Trump Train, next stop, Pound Town!
On your last visit to Ireland (lol), how many times did they butt fuck you and leave you in a ditch?
' the jobs he's created, taxes he's paying, increased tourist revenue, and notoriety that goes along with having A Trump property'
Is there an echo in here? That's the same keech* that we were told in Scotland about his golf course in Aberdeenshire. Except then he said that Sean Connery might even come and play there. I presume he thought that might impress the peasants. 'Oh Maggie, Sean Connery might be playing golf down the road, better get out the good china.'
*Keech; Scottish for bullshit, literally and figuratively.
Better check your Gaelige - English dictionary. Póg mo thóin doesn't translate as thank you.
"first stop, the white house."
So you and that that other pederast, Trump, will be going on a White House tour? You'll be needing this. No charge.
I don't think the problem was that the band was down.
Dagnabbit. I have to reread that story again.
it was norway or the highway
It's funny, (well, not really, more exasperating) how science is not “pseudoscience,” “a total hoax” and “bullshit.”, when it makes Drump's point.
I like the rhythm of 'Dummy Donald'.
It will be a long time before I use Hodor! as the punchline fo a joke.
So Trump will bail out, default on any loans and claim another successful business venture. Just in time for the debates with Clinton.
Bet he sues Exxon for lying about Climate Change.
I named one of my cats Cnut, because I was writing a paper about Cnut and Aethelred Unraed when I adopted him. Lots of people had trouble with that - my mom, especially. She insisted on spelling it Knute, as in Rockne.
A fire of votes!!
A personal sized wall? With a cask of Amontillado? For the love God, why not?