If Donald Trump becomes President, I will blame the media. He is entirely their creation.
Not a day goes by that his apoplectic face doesn’t appear on TV, especially on those cable “news” channels, where he is featured over and over all day long.
Do you have any idea what they see in this guy?
He has to be one of the most unattractive humans on the planet and he doesn’t even know how to tie his necktie. Last night it was hanging well below his paunch.
See? Two can play at the game of personal insults, Trump.
Nobody is as good at that as we Jamaicans. If you want to get yourself well and truly “traced,” try jostling a “higgler woman” on a country bus. She will enlighten you about your genetic origins and your personal appearance in a heartbeat.
I don’t know much about Trump’s private life. But I do know he has been divorced more than once. So I don’t see how he feels entitled to judge Bill Clinton.
Divorce usually means some kind of hanky-panky was going on.
But I won’t bother to look up the details. I refuse to sink to this loser’s level.
Yes, Trump, even if you win the Republican nomination, you’re still just another loser to me.
I’ve never watched “The Apprentice” but I bet you were as unlovely on NBC as you are on the campaign trail. It’s no wonder they fired you.
So what are you going to do about it, Trump? Blast me on Twitter?
I haven’t figured out how to negotiate Twitter so I won’t even see your pathetic slurs.
Boo! Hiss!
Anyone who votes for you will be making a yuuuge! mistake.
Click for the assault on Bill Clinton.
