A man stood at the podium. Blinking into the light. He stared at the camera. Which was what he knew how to do.
Presenting His Greatness
President Ronald Rump. The greatest ever. Even greater, at least that’s what people tell me. I mean everybody knows it.
A Reporter:
“So sir, why is it that you wear Clown MakeUp?”
Ronald Rump
“You’re the clown you douche-bag. Trademark Apprentice 6, The Dark Years.”
Another different (really) Reporter:
“So sir, what do make of this StarGate?”
Ronald Rump
“Look. Those people are insane. But that doesn’t mean we can’t take them for a sweet, sweet ride. We’re gonna milk them for all they are worth. Even more. Because that’s what a mother-fucker fucker i am…
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Same different Reporter:
“So sir, are you telling us you will not be building a StarGate?”
Ronald Rump
“You can rest assured that neither i nor anyone in my administration will ever build a StarGate."
Same different Reporter:
“So sir, are you telling us you will not be building a StarGate?”
Ronald Rump
“You can rest assured that neither i nor anyone in my administration will ever build a StarGate."
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