To be honest, I wasn’t considering Pepe at all. I just think Trump looks like an amphibian.
Have you seen that photo that’s making the rounds lately, a Trump profile featuring about six chins? I’m terrified someone will make it into a gif with all those chins swelling and retracting endlessly, like a big ol’ bullfrog.
He does have that reptilian quality about him.
To some degree, but he lacks the warmth.
I see what you did there. Don’t think you can get away with that…
I think I’m going to start referring to him as Dear Leader. How long until we get giant portraits in public places and gold Trump letters go up on the White House?
Which is such a letdown too. I’d pay to see some synchronized lockstepping if it was done right. That shit is mesmirizing.
We can’t let him do it, as he will enjoy sleeping every night in his own little beddie in Trump Tower, flown up at taxpayer expense, solely because fucking up midtown Manhattan traffic will make his tiny wiener stiff enough to stick into Melania.
Or his harem of Top Supermodels from Mitteleuropa. A Presidential prerogative not exploited since Chester A. Arthur’s day.
They call it Line Dancing.
Friday, January 20, 2017.
That steaming Sack-O-Shit chickened out of visiting Chicago.
When Trump puts his hand on the Bible, and it bursts into flame, has the ritual of inauguration been completed?
Would it be possible to substitute a Bible printed on flash paper?
Ooooo, guys! Yer killin’ me!
And as soon as the Bible bursts into flames, it turns into a pitchfork, Trumps grows a pair of horns and a devil’s tail. The Chief Justice is turned into an Eye of Newt, the skies open and all in attendance, fleeing for cover, are scorched with fire and brimstone.
BWA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Some of the selected chants printed in that story:
(I’m tyrying to get the rhythm/cadence of this one, but the last part throws me off.)
“no Trump, no KKK, no fascist USA”
And Bravo and Kudos, Chicago for this one:
“can’t build the wall / hands too small”
I kinda like the design of the Trump tower in Chicago,** bobot**. Here is my favorite photo of it.
“Still better than that bitch Hillary,” croaks one blackened skeleton as it collapses into a pile of ash.
Herod’s Curse will be the new Ebola. Research for a cure will be fast-tracked in Congress.
So I hear Trump’s next rally is in Nuremberg.
