I, for one, am glad to have Willard Mittbot Romney to kick around again. This time the only thing he’s running is his mouth, but he’s spending a lot of time
dickwaving kingmaking. He even had Chris Christie and Mario Rubio over to his New Hampshire pad for a slumber party. That’s right, the man who wanted to be our first robot President used the term slumber party. Golly gee, I wonder if they watched old videos of Rafalca doing that kooky dressage thing…
I wonder who wore footie PJs, ate beans, and farted all night. My money is on Chris Christie. I’m not going there with Rubio. Now that I think of it, I’m surprised Trump hasn’t called him a black beaner or some such shit yet. Rubio is Cuban, not Mexican, so maybe he’ll get a pass from Captain Loudmouth, especially after Cubo-Canadian-Texan Ted Cruz stuck up for Trump’s right to be an obnoxious ignorant asshole. I’ve seen toddlers with more impulse control than Trump.
On to the ostensible purpose of this post. I’ve done tweets of the day but never a retweet, so I thought, why the hell not? Here we go:
Chris Christie is almost as pretty in pink as Molly Ringwald. Hmm, I wonder if he’s ever worn a Psychedelic Fur?