Chunky Stool
Well-Known Member
from: https://m.dailykos.com/stories/2018/3/12/1748385/-Dear-God-I-Hate-This-Stupid-MFer
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I hate his constant infantile need for attention—like a baby shitting himself and flinging it at the walls, rejoicing in his ability to make others suffer for his actions.
I hate how transparently and debilitatingly narcissistic he is, exhibiting a lack of empathy most associated with bona fide sociopaths.
I hate that he can’t talk without his mouth forming the shape of a distended prolapsed asshole.
I hate that the fucking President of the United States spells like a 3rd grader who got hit in the head with the goddamn shovel.
I hate that millions of Americans have to suffer because his transparent compensation for his micropenis is more important to him than actual leadership.
I hate the constant, tedious, immature bragging—like a 71 year old slob who won’t stop reminding you he once fucked the prom queen in his Trans Am, as if we give a shit.
I hate the way he constantly holds his stupid face with his chin raised like he ordered the “Mussolini for Douchebags” home kit.
I hate the way he crosses his arms in meetings with the body language of a four-year-old in time out.
I hate his fake teeth, fake hair, fake tan, fake marriage, fake life, and fake presidency.
I hate his complete lack of chivalry or affection as he walks ahead of his wife and kid—a kid that he’s likely unfortunately turning into the same kind of broken, unloved piece of shit he is.
I hate that he’s a chauvinist, racist, homophobic, bigot, and isn’t remotely ashamed of it.
I hate his stupid long red ties that don’t make his Christmas twinkle light penis any bigger.
I hate his insipid, intrusive alpha male handshake, like a fucking baby orangutan beating its chest in the zoo.
I hate that he constantly blathers "no collusion, no collusion" like a macaw with tourettes.
I hate that he clearly can’t fucking read. Watching him mumble his way through a teleprompter is like watching a bulldog on quaaludes try to do math.
I hate that he could dick whip the statue of the Virgin Mary in Saint Patrick’s Cathedral and the “religious right” would still make excuses for him.
I hate that he’s turned the West Wing into a glorified Klan rally.
I hate that he has the verbal finesse of a used car salesman with a fake GED.
I hate that he has admitted to grabbing pussies, defamed a Gold Star family, demeaned a war hero, praised Nazis as “very fine people,” extra-maritally banged a porn star and paid her off to keep her mouth shut, made fun of the physically handicapped, admitted to obstruction of justice, became a blatant puppet of the Kremlin—all on television—and this idiocratic country still saw fit to reward him with the high office once held by George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, Franklin Roosevelt, and Barack Obama.
I hate that he’s nothing but an over-glorified psychologically handicapped internet troll—and not even a good one.
I hate that he couldn’t pass a junior high quiz about what the ADA actually is, or does.
I hate that he lies like most people breathe.
I hate that his dead bird’s nest of ridiculous hair has no actual origin point—it just sits there like an embarrassed and confused tumbleweed.
I hate that his ascendance revealed without any reasonable question that nearly 40% of this country is still virulently racist.
I hate that he thinks a vainglorious $50 million parade is a better way to honor the troops than by increasing the VA budget by $50 million.
I hate that he takes credit for everything good Barack Obama did for this country, but takes responsibility for nothing bad.
I hate that if (not when) he meets with Kim Jong Un, Trump will be the one with the more ridiculous hairdo.
I hate his fucking face.
I hate his fucking voice.
I hate that he’ll be long dead and gone when this country finally purges itself of his existence the way Germany shits on the memory of Adolf Hitler.
I hate that he’s too deranged and ignorant to ever understand how truly reviled, hated, embarrassing, and disgusting morally upright and sane people know he is.
I hate that he has turned the Presidency of the Unites States of America into a Fox News reality show.
I hate that he fucking exists.
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I hate his constant infantile need for attention—like a baby shitting himself and flinging it at the walls, rejoicing in his ability to make others suffer for his actions.
I hate how transparently and debilitatingly narcissistic he is, exhibiting a lack of empathy most associated with bona fide sociopaths.
I hate that he can’t talk without his mouth forming the shape of a distended prolapsed asshole.
I hate that the fucking President of the United States spells like a 3rd grader who got hit in the head with the goddamn shovel.
I hate that millions of Americans have to suffer because his transparent compensation for his micropenis is more important to him than actual leadership.
I hate the constant, tedious, immature bragging—like a 71 year old slob who won’t stop reminding you he once fucked the prom queen in his Trans Am, as if we give a shit.
I hate the way he constantly holds his stupid face with his chin raised like he ordered the “Mussolini for Douchebags” home kit.
I hate the way he crosses his arms in meetings with the body language of a four-year-old in time out.
I hate his fake teeth, fake hair, fake tan, fake marriage, fake life, and fake presidency.
I hate his complete lack of chivalry or affection as he walks ahead of his wife and kid—a kid that he’s likely unfortunately turning into the same kind of broken, unloved piece of shit he is.
I hate that he’s a chauvinist, racist, homophobic, bigot, and isn’t remotely ashamed of it.
I hate his stupid long red ties that don’t make his Christmas twinkle light penis any bigger.
I hate his insipid, intrusive alpha male handshake, like a fucking baby orangutan beating its chest in the zoo.
I hate that he constantly blathers "no collusion, no collusion" like a macaw with tourettes.
I hate that he clearly can’t fucking read. Watching him mumble his way through a teleprompter is like watching a bulldog on quaaludes try to do math.
I hate that he could dick whip the statue of the Virgin Mary in Saint Patrick’s Cathedral and the “religious right” would still make excuses for him.
I hate that he’s turned the West Wing into a glorified Klan rally.
I hate that he has the verbal finesse of a used car salesman with a fake GED.
I hate that he has admitted to grabbing pussies, defamed a Gold Star family, demeaned a war hero, praised Nazis as “very fine people,” extra-maritally banged a porn star and paid her off to keep her mouth shut, made fun of the physically handicapped, admitted to obstruction of justice, became a blatant puppet of the Kremlin—all on television—and this idiocratic country still saw fit to reward him with the high office once held by George Washington, Abraham Lincoln, Franklin Roosevelt, and Barack Obama.
I hate that he’s nothing but an over-glorified psychologically handicapped internet troll—and not even a good one.
I hate that he couldn’t pass a junior high quiz about what the ADA actually is, or does.
I hate that he lies like most people breathe.
I hate that his dead bird’s nest of ridiculous hair has no actual origin point—it just sits there like an embarrassed and confused tumbleweed.
I hate that his ascendance revealed without any reasonable question that nearly 40% of this country is still virulently racist.
I hate that he thinks a vainglorious $50 million parade is a better way to honor the troops than by increasing the VA budget by $50 million.
I hate that he takes credit for everything good Barack Obama did for this country, but takes responsibility for nothing bad.
I hate that if (not when) he meets with Kim Jong Un, Trump will be the one with the more ridiculous hairdo.
I hate his fucking face.
I hate his fucking voice.
I hate that he’ll be long dead and gone when this country finally purges itself of his existence the way Germany shits on the memory of Adolf Hitler.
I hate that he’s too deranged and ignorant to ever understand how truly reviled, hated, embarrassing, and disgusting morally upright and sane people know he is.
I hate that he has turned the Presidency of the Unites States of America into a Fox News reality show.
I hate that he fucking exists.
