Here’s Some Stupid for Your Afternoon

I know art when I see it.

The New Yorker Magazine tells us (emphasis mine)…

“There has been considerable speculation about Trump’s physical and mental health, in part because few facts are known. During the campaign, his staff reported that he was six feet three inches tall and weighed two hundred and thirty-six pounds, which is considered overweight but not obese. His personal physician, Harold N. Bornstein, issued brief, celebratory statements—Trump’s lab-test results were “astonishingly excellent”—mentioning little more than a daily dose of aspirin and a statin. Trump himself says that he is “not a big sleeper” (“I like three hours, four hours”) and professes a fondness for steak and McDonald’s. Other than golf, he considers exercise misguided, arguing that a person, like a battery, is born with a finite amount of energy.”

Well, at least Trump didn’t tell us about his vital juices. There’s that.

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5 Responses to Here’s Some Stupid for Your Afternoon

  1. Big Bad Bald Bastard says:

    He must have expended all of his mental energy making all of those Big League real estate deals. Sad.


  2. moeman says:

    Some batteries have acid.


  3. Mr DeBakey says:

    My Vital Juices

    What a great name for a Blog.


  4. Patrick Day says:

    Somehow I expected the “Carpet” to match the “Drapes”…..How do you do a “Comb-Over” with Pubes???????


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