Oh that poor little thing, she crawled on her hands and knees all the way down the side walks from FNC to Trump Towers, and being dressed so no one would notice her, she crawled up the door and the door man said: “Hello Ms. Kelly, I will let Mr. Trump know your here,” as blood was running down her legs, her nylons were ripped, her hands dirty, and all these people now knew who she was...
She was escorted up to Mr. Trump’s office and this is the way she looked when presented to Mr. Trump, blood, torn nylons, dirty hands, sweat from crawling, and in a bad position...
As she begged for him to do a show with her, he was as blunt as always, and he did...his fault that her show didn’t pan out? Nope, he did what he said he would do, she just isn’t the ‘important’ twit she thinks she is...
Now that Trump has the nomination — and a very good shot at the presidency — Ms. Megan is attempting to parley her relationship with Trump into better ratings for both. Win-win. And I think Donald Trump sees that too. They’ll end up benefiting eachother if he gets elected.
You're = you are
You're here.
You told me before that you forget. Just a little reminder because I love your writing and your enthusiasm.