Likely suddenly realized who they were working for…
Well, don’t look at me…
I’m still in Coventry for that crack about the pantless van driver in Toronto.
(Fortunately, angry Canadians rarely make it past the “sternly-worded” phase.)
BeTTER him THAN TRUMP. IF trump DIED, the STOCK market WOULD crash AND ALL THE JOBs would be GOne. BUt HE did SIGN an EXECUTIVe order THAT says whenever TRUMp dies, IVANKA will become THE PREsident so MAYBE the stock market will BE OK after all.
I wish the staffer well, as long as it isn’t Stephen Miller.
Wait a minute. Was this a seizure of Jared Kushner’s assets?
Not to make light of that staffer’s seizure, but god almighty! Working in that White House, there is only so much anyone can be forced to take.
Too bad there wasn’t a paddy wagon behind it or two or three even.
Are we sure this wasn’t Trump having a breakdown?
Must have heard Trump was looking for the nuclear Football.
Wishful thinking.
Come on! You know you want to.
Novichok, anyone?
Uncle Vladdy could be getting nervous…
Was there any mention of the seizure victim being in the presence of the President and spewing out in his direction "Your mother sucks cocks in Hell " to his infinite delight?
I go spastic just sitting at my computer reading about Trump.
That cheeseburger went to the wrong person.
I got a lotta thoughts right now buuuut I’d rather not get a visit from humorless men in dark suits.
So, let’s just say I wish the staffer a speedy recovery.
Press secretary Sarah Sanders, per CNBC’s Eamon Javers, informed the press that a staffer had suffered a seizure and was being “taken for evaluation.”
“After the evaluation we ended up putting him down and it only took three bullets because Trump is such an excellent marksman” she continued. “Second time this month” she added.
My spouse noted that after all these years of my NEVER wishing ill on any of my opposition, of those who spoke against me in private matters, of those who I faced in in public or in court, or anyone who didn’t think that whatever came out of my mouth wasn’t the absolute 'truth, justice and the American Way’, that I have actually been, and repeatedly so, hoping to wake up to my phone going off and watching Morning Joe with the word that Fat Donny has eaten one too many quarter-pounders with cheese. Sometimes known as the Royale.
We both agree that it is a sign of the current situation, and that when this nightmare is all over, I will go back to my semi-angelic beliefs.
That being said, I was as hopeful as the rest of you that it was something more dramatic.
This weekend, it will be great theater watching the ceremonies for John McCain and visualizing Fat Donny going apopletic. My sainted mother is likely wishing me some evil, but she voted republican for most of her life until she saw the light, so I can live with her scolding from beyond.
In my heart, I hope the staff person is OK and doing just fine.
And I hope Fat Donny has a horrible weekend no matter what golf course he goes to to hide out.
This has been a interesting week.
Unless that person’s last name is Trump (or Miller), I wish them well.