He doesn’t have the Neanderthals forehead yet but I bet he stomps his foot to count. Testis the size of black-eye peas beneath a snap bean traded for biceps... not sure I’m up for the deal... each to his own.
California will embrace him! Just imagine if took the extra step of a lobotomy he could end up being Governor.
What a Country
a pencil-necked geek couldn’t have said it better... so I won’t even try.