President Trump

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Was Obama born in the United States? Did he get good grades At Columbia and Harvard? Where did his money come from?

Should we allow gay marriage? What about abortion? Are we getting rid of that?

The gas prices are too high. The housing market blows. Fat cats are getting big bonuses. There are too many poor people. Middle class kids can't afford college.

Don't worry!

The Donald is coming!

Can this be for real? Donald Trump wants to be president? Isn't he of a sordid past? You want to question ethics, Trump and his women make Clinton look like a choirboy, don't they?

A perfect ticket might be Trump-Palin. Wouldn't that be interesting? I know that wise-ass bloggers and professional comedians would love that.

I don't hate the Donald. I think he's sort of a blowhard, and I'm not sure how bright he is as far as running the country goes, but he has enough hair, doesn't he?

How many bald president's have we had? Ford was certainly bald, but he wasn't elected.

I won't ever be president.

Regardless, I couldn't be less interested. Aren't we about to wind up the election talk soon? Aren't we going to start hearing about change, and working together, and bi-partisan...whatever the hell that's supposed to mean?

Won't they talk about the future and making life better for our kids? And the economy and the gas prices and the wall street cheating...won't they all start telling us that they have a plan for getting it all under control?

They will solve AIDS, cure cancer, secure the borders, feed the poor, stop crime, eliminate waits at the emergency room, and offer free gas to everyone with a car.

And two years after the election, none of any of that will happen, that group that we boot out will say they told us so, they will all get rich, and we'll be clamoring for more change.

Republicans control and screw it up and we boot 'em out. Democrats take over, screw it up some more, and we need to go back to the Republicans. Everyone pointing fingers, no one doing anything about the problems. Fight, bitch, moan and finally piss on it.

Maybe we should let the Donald take over.

Where is Jessie Ventura when you need him?

Or Arnold.

We know he wasn't born in America.

We knew that Bush's grades were horrible.

Clinton disgraced women.

Palin disgraced herself.

How bad can Trump be?

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