When you suffer from vagina neck ...
Maybe don't call out another person's looks.
I do not believe in look-shaming.
I think it’s wrongheaded and gross and also exposes a jarring lack of self-awareness. Like, I’m 53. I’m balding. I have the body of a relatively fit-yet-aging man of my years. Sometimes I have to yank a hair from my nostril. Or ear. I suck in my gut quite regularly.
I know who I am, just as most readers (I assume) know who they are.
Which leads me to this post, via Donald Trump earlier today …
I honestly believe Donald Trump gazes into a mirror and sees Brad Pitt. Which is weird, because (in no particular order):
• Donald Trump has a vagina neck.
• Donald Trump spray tans his face and hands in a bright orange/pink glow.
• Donald Trump is probably 30 pounds overweight.
• Donald Trump (according to many people) smells of poop and wears an adult diaper.
• Donald Trump’s mouth droops.
• Donald Trump’s hair appears similar to that of the Wizard of Oz’s Scarecrow.
And I just wanna say—who cares? Like, truly, who cares? Some people are attractive, some people are less attractive, most people fall into the big middle pool of meh.
But it’s beyond weird that our physically unattractive president, what with his vagina neck and his fake tan and his paperclip-sized hands, outwardly ridicules a revered rock ‘n roll icon who looks like … this.
So, seriously, just shut up and focus on Iran.
That’s the country you bombed without reason or plan.
30 pounds overweight is definitely generous
Ummm. look at those cankles? That's why he paid for sex? We all know how the bore ass felon talks. He has the academic prowess of a twelve year old. We also know that Bruce Springsteen is LOVED by Millions worldwide, so of course Lil Donnie goes straight to playground mouth, he is so outclassed. My bet is most of America is bored shitless of this slugs bragging, the name calling, the lying, they hear it every time he opens his mouth. He's as interesting as an empty bottle of beer. "Born in the USA",,, that will last forever! Trump will be the anathema of the century, one second after the fat clogs his heart.