Right about now, there’s a clown, throwing a temper tantrum in his newly purchased home on the Vineyard. A home he paid remarkably less than fair market value, if I’m not mistaken, but one that according to him will be underwater soon, anyway.
I digress....
There he is, crying, kicking and screaming that everything he “accomplished” in 8 years of squatting in the White House is being torn down, piece by f*cking piece, by President Donald J Trump. And his partner is shaking its head, probably knocking down martini’s, like it’s his/her job, wondering how much longer their charade of a marriage has to go on.