Grisham actually did say in that Fox interview that Trump is the hardest working person in the White House, that he’s up working at 6:00 am and works until late at night.
Which might be true if you consider it “working” to sit on the toilet and tweet nonsensical crap in the morning and watch Fox News and chat with Hannity until late at night.
If he had a procedure like an angiogram (which they’re unlikely to be able to do at the White House physician’s office), he’d need to take it easy for a day or so afterward. Like he’s not always taking it easy, but anywho
“X-rays of your skull showed nothing, you’re fine Mr. President.”
One that towers over many so many others…
I think you might have just ruined Walt Whitman for me (i.e., I’m going to imagine Trump saying this):
“Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.”
-Walt Whitman, Song of Myself, 51
It’s a temporary stay. The DC court set a deadline of Wednesday to release the tax info, while the Supreme Court is expected to decide whether or not to take the case by Friday. So, they put the DC court’s deadline on hold for now.
If the SCOTUS declines to take the case the stay expires and trump must release the info. If they take the case, then we’ll have to wait & see how they rule…
Here’s a theory…
Trump draws his strength off of racists casting more votes than minorities and the Louisiana governor election sapped him of crucial reserves.
“Why don’t you admit the President is dead,” reporters demanded of White House spokesman Hogan Gidley.
“The President is not dead,” Gidley told reporters. “He’s resting.”
“No he’s not. He’s dead,” reporters shouted.
“He is no such thing,” Gidley shot back. “He’s pining. For the fjords.”
“He’s not pining,” NBC News’ Robert Costa protested. “You have him wired to a bunch of 5-woods and propped up with golf bags full of sand.”
“Well, if we hadn’t weighted him down with his golf gear we wouldn’t be able to contain him. You know how energetic your favorite President is. He’d be, like, ‘Voom!’, a veritable dervish of non-stop activity. All he does is work, work, work.”
“Then how do you explain his ashen complexion, the lack of his singularly putrid orange glow?” correspondent April Ryan demanded. “Look at him Hogan — the ashen pallor around his eyes actually matches the rest of his face!”
“A lot of people lose some their naturally tanned complexion during the winter months,” Gidley explained. “And the President, while a remarkably hale and healthy human ideal, is no exception.”
“No! No! No!” Costa shouted. “He’s not pining! He’s passed on! This president is no more! He has ceased to be! He’s expired and gone to meet his maker! He’s a stiff! Bereft of life, he rests in peace! If you hadn’t propped him up he’d be pushing up the daisies! His metabolic processes are now history! He’s off the twig! He’s kicked the bucket, he’s shuffled off his mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin’ choir invisible!! THIS IS AN EX-PRESIDENT!!”
“No more questions,” Gidley said.
It was tweeted in June of 2017 by Cher, so it’s older than that at least.
And that’ll be a first. I still think they will take the case because they are that bent.
Many people have said that Trump’s syphilis was totally cured
Are you Sher, man?
A few things to consider:
Give yourself a Patton the back for that one.
We’ll done! Nobody pans-ur puns…
Not necessarily. The limos are also quite well equipped with medical stuff, they can deal with quite a bit if needed. My thoughts were that they didn’t want to risk having him stumble or have a hard time getting up the steps.
Maybe he still thinks his name is Barron.
His kid is taller than him:
Our obsessive-compulsive president is having an anxiety attack over his legal troubles.
Once again we have an indication that he is unfit to be president.
Putin you devilish little rascal. We saved your last target and we would save this one too