I don't even know what Trump is talking about any more

Now I want to know more about the fort.

If he had a stroke, it wouldn’t be a “mini.” He doesn’t have or do anything mini. He has to have the biggest and the best. His words, not mine. Yo go, Mr. President! (And soon, please.)

It was built in the back yard of his childhood home. Well, built by undocumented workers, but Li’l Donnie stood around telling them how badly they were doing it. Then Fred didn’t pay them, teaching the future something-aire the most important lesson in business.

Well, at least an obscure 80s band

His texts remind me why you should keep your mouth shut and consult with a lawyer before talking to the police if you are accused of a crime.