How did you know that I use to like to brawl? Harrison's Bar and Grill wasn't there when I was there. Must be on Harrison street. The best fights were the Smoker at the Phi Delta Theta house once a year. Those were great. Lots of beer and an official looking ring with a canvas floor, ropes around the perimeter, an overhead light and a PA system with an announcer and a referee. All of it including the bleachers was outdoors. No women allowed. Open to all men. A couple of women tried to attend but were driven out by loud disorderly drunken verbal abuse. Hey, it's a bunch of men, mostly frat guys, college aged. What do you expect?
Okay, I'll accept the invitation to sit through a session of scantily clad women wrestling in K-Y jelly. But mind you, I'm gonna want beer.
Or kissing his own ass. That weird pursed lips thing he does when he talks would seem to imply a lot of ass-kissing.
mouth breather I'm sure...but I imagine he talks while tweeting...everyday is like an audition but then again he could dictate his tweets to his new press secretary for all we know...nobody else is around at 3am when he likes to go on a ramble
"This is a fantastic tweet. A beautiful tweet. One of the greatest tweets of all time. Believe me..."
Watching the righties here having to turn on the woman who literally wrote the book on Trump - In Trump We Trust - is just so damn enjoyable. Hilarious!!
