The Road To Not-Good Is Paved With...!

The journey to end all...?

I fully intended on writing something, anything, not Dump; so much for good intentions, the first and only thing that entered my mind was,

"There once was a man named Dump, who didn't know which way to 

jump; he f****d this up, he f****d that up, so I verbally give him a 

12-gauge double-pump!

All those of you who said, "Give the guy a chance,' well, do you see 

any glimmer of hope, no? What are you waiting for, that he'll 

miraculously sprout a brain and understand that he represents ALL the 

people, and not just the roughly 40% who drank the Kool-Aid, or were 

hypnotized by the bright shiny object he subliminally wore on top of 

his head? I'm surprised you didn't notice. By the way, if you look 

really closely, you can see he combs the beast in the shape of a 

pentagram. Well, maybe not, but it is plausible. How else to explain 

how a guy with an elementary-school-level mentality fooling enough 

people to become president? It's as good a theory as any other!