Saturday, May 28, 2016

Donald Trump's Secret Service Code Name...#DudeLooksLikeALady (imho, part parody)

Yes, I know that today was supposed to feature an article about the letters that Guccifer exchanged with a number of European journalists during his period of Romanian incarceration.

However...That article is being moved to Sunday morning, in order to address the issue of Donald Trump's boasts, bluster...and ball sucking. This article IN NO WAY demeans ANY Member of the LGBTQ Community...other than, of course, Donald Trump.

Now, I know that I'm not the only individual who new, the very first time that we all saw Donald Trump waving his little alligator hands like he was straining to reach a nearby dog penis...that Little Donnie had a much bigger secret than what numbers appeared on "Line 21" of his 2015 Federal Tax Return. I mean, the random flailing, the exceptionally supple wrists...the way he nearly dove under the stage in Ohio when A SINGLE UNARMED INDIVIDUAL simply walked from the crowd and headed in the general direction of FIFTY fully trained and heavily armed Secret Service Agents...that Little Donnie had stories he might never share.

And, yet...at virtually every opportunity, an obviously very "confused" Little Donnie will bad mouth anyone and everyone, threaten to bomb multiple countries, steal middle eastern oil, and encourage the "ass kicking" of anybody who should have the notion of disagreeing with him.

One of the major complaints that republicans and democrats alike, have had against both Curious Little Donnie, and every network which has provided him free advertising at this point, is the collective unwillingness of ANYONE  in or out of the business formerly known as journalism...to require Donald "Q" Trump, to validate, substantiate, or even effectively explain any position taken...preferably without lying or just pulling irrelevant analogies out of his ass.

And, while we may not be properly assessing anything associated with this obviously dickless pussy...rest assured that the Vladimir Putin's of the world have his lame and arguably "G," "B," "T." or perhaps "Q" Act, completely down.

So...let's not waste any time beating around the bush. Maybe, I should phrase that another way. I surely don't want to cause Donald "Q" to inadvertently soil himself.

You don't have to be a laser-optic surgeon,, a rocket scientist, or even a "Wharton School Grad" who "knows all the big words," to know that the guy who always wants SOMEONE ELSE to kick someone's ass, runs like a scared rabbit when ANYONE makes a move in HIS direction, and otherwise looks and acts as though he should be running for Mayor of West Hollywood, instead of President of the United States, WOULD NEVER GET IN THE RING WITH BERNIE SANDERS.

In fact, I'm willing to lay pretty much everything on the line, as I suggest that Donald "G" Trump might just have the sweetest chin anyone has ever laid balls on.

"OH, LOOK AT ME...THE CAMERAS ARE ON ME...I'LL SAY ANYTHING! I'LL MAKE THE TOOTHLESS NASCAR FANS THINK THAT I'M AS TOUGH AS THEY ARE! I'LL SPOUT SOME SHIT ABOUT HOW I'M GOING TO DEBATE BERNIE AND KICK HIS ASS! I'LL EVEN WAVE MY LITTLE HANDS, COCK MY WRISTS...OOOOH, COCK MY WRISTS. I LIKE THE WAY THAT JUST ROLLLLLLLLS OFF MY LIPS AND TONGUE...THE WORDS, YA BIG SILLY. GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER"

"Then...I'll wait wait til most of the cameras are gone, most of my base is drunk, passed out, or has accidentally shot off a body part...AND THEN, I'll back out of the fight with Bernie, BLAME SOMEONE ELSE, AS USUAL, say more bad things about more people, and then fall asleep in my private suite, in my private plane. while getting AN AMAZING MASSAGE, and watching THE GREATEST GUY ON GUY PORN IN THE WORLD! No, I mean it, you should see these guys...THEY'RE YUUUUUUGE!"

I wonder if Putin ever backed out of a debate THAT HE DEMANDED, AND TOLD THE WORLD HE WAS GOING TO WIN?

I wonder if Donald "T" Trump can park a Range Rover in his pussy?

Seriously, Little Donnie...how many threats does it take to get to your Tootsie Roll Center?

"I'LL SUE YOU! I'LL DESTROY YOU! I'LL MAKE YOUR LIFE MISERABLE!"

THESE are the ways Donald "B" Trump goes after his opponents and enemies. He doesn't debate them. He doesn't engage them in mano a mano ANYTHING...that we know of anyway. What he does, is turn tail and run, before he ends up being forced to stand up to anything, or anybody. Oh sure...he'll drop a bomb on your family. He'll hire people to shoot you, lawyers to sue you, and well...who else he hires, in the privacy of his own bedroom...I'm not sure we will ever know.

What we do know is that if The Sopranos ever get a second run...The Part of "BIG PUSSY," will NOT be played by Vincent Pastore.

What we DO KNOW, is that confused Little Donnie was at least smart enough to know that even before he leveled his debate challenge to Bernie...he was already trying to walk it back. And let me just say THIS, Big Pussy...you really did make the right move...at least in the short term.

Bernie would have ended your "Q" period and introduced you to the business end of a probing that would have had you walkin' on your tippy toes for a month. Oh, wait...you walk like that "naturally". Don't you?

On the downside, Mr. Tranny...you cracked out of turn. Hillary and Bernie BOTH now know, what the rest of us have known all along.

You talk about your debate performance in republican debates where you were able to hide behind anywhere from  six, to sixteen other candidates. Could you not appreciate that Rubio, Cruz and Kasich only wanted to be the last opponent standing...TO GET YOU ON A DEBATE STAGE, 1 ON 1.

Ya see, Little Donnie...they knew, we knew, and now Bernie and Hillary know that EVEN YOU KNOW that 1 on 1...there's no place for you to run...no place for you to park your bullshit...and no gaggle of nearby individuals for you to randomly spazz out at,,,even if you are on your menstrual period.

Only a punk tells supporters to punch protesters in the face.

Only a spineless limp-dicked wimp threatens to bomb civilian family members.

And, I'm guessing that only a dude who has more secrets than Colonel Sanders and the makers of Sugar Frosted Flakes...probably sets off every Gaydar Unit in South Florida so often that even Meliania has a good idea what you do in that YUUUUGE walk-in CLOSET.

YOU WAYYYYYYYYYY over-compensate, Little Donnie. So, seriously...now that you have essentially outed yourself as the nation's Number 1 Vajayjay...GO FOR THE GUSTO, "Gutless". Import an exotic Eastern European bodybuilding champion, write another big check to another ex-"wife"...and let your freak flag fly, Dude. It wasn't a secret before...and after you formally pussied out of the debate YOU CLAIMED TO WANT, with Bernie...even a 74 year old Vermonter is convinced that you secretly chug the cock.

You had no shot to win before this...

Now...

You might as well quit while you're still giving head.

Now, I know that didn't come exactly right. But...something tells me you know what I'm talkin' 'bout. Ohhhhh yeah.

Enjoy getting your ass tattooed by WHOEVER you debate in this election.

No, really...ENJOY IT.

Contemptuously submitted...

Billy V.

2 comments:

  1. I agree with everything you say. You have a brilliant mind. Dare I say, Genious.❤️

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    1. lololol...

      Truth is, I'm just another Diner at the great trough of life. I hope to make a difference, get people to laugh...and maybe educate them in the process.

      Thanks for being here!

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