My day in the office doesn’t involve snakes, unless I’m writing about Donald Trump and his snake poem, “Do you want me to read the snake poem again?” BOO, BOO, BOO.
“Bob it’s us. We’ve shown you with ravens, and ladybugs all over your face now we want you to capture a snake. It’ll be great. We’ll include your wife in this one. It’s going to go like this. We’ll pretend you’re on your computer talking to us. Someone comes in and informs you there’s a snake outside. Then you jump up like fucking Crocodile Dundee and run out and capture the snake in a bucket. It gets a little tricky too. You then have to release it and pick it up with your hands and show its fangs. The camera man is actually a medical doctor so if the goddamn thing bites you, medical treatment is there, and we’ll give you a few days off to recover before we have you wrestling with an alligator.
“ACTION”!
“Bobby there’s a rattlesnake in the driveway.”
A little close don’t you think?
This is how weird this presidential race is getting. One is reading about himself as a snake while the other is shown capturing a snake.
How will Trump counter this?
His comment section.
Not just a little reckless. It’s plain stupid. Do you want another stupid president in the White House? What will be the next creature Israel places in Bobby’s campaign?
Obama begging for money. “Five dollars. That’s enough to make a difference in this election.” What about a penny. One penny. Can that make a difference?
I’m going to saw a penny in half and send it to secure.actblue.com because for them no donation is too small.
That first photo: initially I thought that they both had funny long noses.
The melt value of that piece of penny could be up to 1.5 cent, if pre 1983.