The State Of The Union


"Well how about those great men- that game- that game they play with a stick, heroes, great, great men, manly men. I invited them to celebrate and they have accepted. It's going to be great and they will be handing me their gold medals. They said, "Sir, please take these medals. There's no one more deserving than you, a great and honorable man." They'll be there in the oval office. The ladies have refused to come. Hey, I asked them but they said, "Sir, we wouldn't feel right since we're just playing for fun. We don't deserve to be honored like the men. You enjoy their manliness, sir." I said, ok, but I still want those gold medals. Anyway... oh, hi, yeah, you. How are your feet? Yeah, you. I paid a lot of money for you to get those bunions removed. Great doctor, fabulous doctor, a little expensive but it's worth it. Come on up and let's see you walk. Ok, maybe later. I gotta talk about Corny Bullet and Gorshsucks. I mean who do they think they are? I make the rules and I'm gonna hike the tariffs to 50% because I can. I'm gonna bomb Iran and nuke Iraq and build hotels along the Gaza Riviera. It's gonna be beautiful, beautiful hotels, lovely people who can look out to the sea of Gahzaah Gahzaah beautiful women and girls. Gahzaah. America is doing great the best it's ever been because of me who is the healthiest human ever in the entire world and I will be here for the next election and I will win again I ate a hamburger with fries and it was really good the greatest hamburger in the world because Gahzaah. Oh, hi, yeah, you, how is your heart? I paid for your heart transplant great doctor terrific guy stand up, yeah you eat some protein wash it down with bleach where's my phone? I gotta tell everyone I'm on. Oh, hi, yeah you how's your nose....?


And I've been fully exonerated I didn't know the guy never met him fake news all fake news Gahzaah...


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