Trump Fluff

Nothing has meaning.

Because nothing has meaning, America’s favorite winking Tourettes’ sufferer Sarah Palin interviewed America’s favorite decomposing pumpkin Donald Trump.

It was an interviewing tour de force. Palin used words in an order that somewhat resembled sentences to fluff Trump’s presidential scepter, and Trump continued to resemble an orange-hued blobfish.

As expected, the interview made our inevitable decline more inevitable America great again.

So you don’t have to watch it and shave years off your life like I have, I condensed it to the highlights.

truthfairy

trumsharts

horriblepersoncontest

babymeat

palinpebble

playdohpenis

wrapup

trumpsteakds

I don’t know about you, but I am suffering from Trump Fatigue™. I would really like to not write anymore about him so America, if you could stop considering him as a real presidential candidate as opposed to a deflated nut sack, I would appreciate it.

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21 comments

  1. Just you wait. Any day now, Trump is going to realize that all these were gotcha questions, and Sarah Palin had blood coming out of her wherever. (By wherever, I mean her moose-hunting helicopter).

      1. How about “Give your money to the poor and follow me” or “It’s easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than a rich man to get into Heaven” or “Morons with bad hair should not run for president.” I might have made that one up, but it really should be in there.

  2. Just – wait. Palin, the nutterbutter that whined that Katie Couric asked her unfair questions when she asked stuff like how she’d run the country should she win when running for VP (shudder)? So she’s doing the interview? Of Trump? Golly crap on a cracker, that’s like having Ana Steele interview Christian Grey. I hate them both so much. They’re complete morons, yet people still watch them. I like to think they do that the way people stare at car crashes – just the sheer horror of it.

    I think it’s the end of the world as we know it. Good job taking one for the team, but remember you’re still recovering from fictional PTSD. Reality – this is reality right, not a live Onion bit? – is far harsher. And just think the presidential campaign is just getting underway, after only 8 years of planning. There’s so much more to come. Try not to let your brain explode.

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