Trump: ‘What? Me Worried?’

Stable Genius Prznint Stupid
(Credit: @MemphisJohnny1)

We’ve been noting that since the start of the exciting, never-ending 2018 Pie Fight that Prznint Stupid has been in a bad the mood; sure into every life a little rain must fall, but losing the House and barely holding the Senate seems to be a bridge to far for our Stable Genius. After returning from France—where Prznint Stupid skipped commemorating the end of World War I because his spray-on tan and well-burnished fuzz might leak toxic juices in the rain (see what I did there?)—he twattered up an abusive storm about France on the anniversary of its 2015 terrorist attacks that killed 130 people.

But, you know, why not share his special brand of diplomacy with other long-standing allies? I mean, as long as he was in a bad mood.


“British Prime Minister Theresa May had to endure a tirade from U.S. President Donald Trump when she called to congratulate him on the midterm elections, it has been reported.

“May called Trump while he was on board Air Force One heading to Paris for events marking the centenary of the end of World War I, but instead of engaging in a convivial conversation cementing the special relationship between the United Kingdom and the United States, Trump berated May over a number of foreign policy issues, The Washington Post reported.”

Think about this: May called rang up to flatter the Mango-Hued Shitgibbon, and instead of preening in the glory he no doubt believes is his due, he bites her head off.

We can probably go deep into punditry and use NYTimes mush words to explain it, but we prefer the more clearly stated: shitgibbon is losing his shit.

Now, some suspicious types might suggest his bad mood has something to do with lawsuit filed and that CNN is punching back after he stripped their reporter of his press pass (and in a glorious moment of Et Tu-ishness Fox News is signing an Amicus Brief for CNN!), and that his personal flying monkey Mr. Whitaker might not be able to be the Attorney General if Maryland has its way with their own lawsuit, or that if Whitaker loses his appointment he will not be able to You’re Fired Mr. Mueller, or that Democrats will soon have his tax returns, or…

Perhaps Comrade Trump should call up his BFF Vlad, and settle down with a nice mug of tea.

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6 Responses to Trump: ‘What? Me Worried?’

  1. roket says:

    If I were Comrade Preznint Snowflake, I’d get with his precious Space Force and make sure his escape pod is ready to go at a moments notice. Dumbass.

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  2. osirisopto says:

    I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again – I’d feel bad for Melania, but she made her bed when she bonked the MF’er. She’s got her money, and I hope it’s worth it.


  3. Jules MomCat says:

    If his parents were alive, I’d write ’em a nice note, effusively thanking them for doing a great job of raising such useless turd.


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