So Embarrassing

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I’m not sure that I’ve ever been more embarrassed for someone in my whole life.

Check out Rudy Gulliani’s last 30 days.

1). He was duped by Sasha Baron Cohen for a movie. He laid down on a bed and attempted to “tuck his shirt in” when he thought he was scoring with a young girl.

He used the shirt tuck as his defense and the world laughed at him.

2). Then he tried to book The Four Seasons in Philly to let the world know about all of the “cheating” going on during the election.

Unbeknownst to this epic genius he had booked the Four Seasons Landscaping business and then in an amazing display of his stupidity he actually went through with the speech!

So, you had a crazed man shouting conspiracy theories that were laughable in front of a filthy garage door covered with campaign posters.

Next door to the landscaping business?

A sex shop!

3). Good old Rudy was not done yet. After weeks of television appearances where he flashed his crazed eyes and screamed nonsensically, there was an announcement of a MAJOR press conference that would blow the lid off the BIGGEST story ever told.

The press conference itself was bat shit crazy, but it was entertaining for a couple of reasons.

Firstly, it must have been held in a green house because Rudy was sweating like Patrick Ewing at the foul line in game 7 of the NBA Finals.

Buckets of sweat...

...that resulted in his hair dye running down the side of his face as he bug-eyed his way through the reading of the “evidence”.

Secondly, it made Rudy pull out his handkerchief. He used it to blow his nose, and then in the most disgusting of all video, he immediately began using the handkerchief that he just blew his nose in...

...to wipe down his lips, his forehead, and the leaking hair dye!

🤮 🤢 🤮 

It’s not enough that his big orange buddy has him out there with information that might change 15 votes in an election with a 6 million vote difference...he’s also embarrassing America in the eyes of the world.

“I can’t stand him,” my Dad said, way back in 2001.

“They say he did a good job as mayor during 9/11,” I said.

“He’s a user,” Dad mentioned. “He’s trying to get famous off the backs of all the people who died that day.”

My Dad was right about a whole lot and he usually picked up on it early on.

This crap 💩 has to stop.

America is looking absolutely pathetic...

...and Gulliani is the poster boy for it.

He belongs in a padded room.

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