The Don decides not to open the country on Easter, but will have the Easter Bunny with him to a press conference from his golf course.
Blameless Don never ceases to amaze when it comes to fucking things up. What about prosecution for criminal neglect?
Impeachment looming, mocked by world leaders, The Don focuses his nimble mind of lightbulbs.
Democrats need an intervention in order to have the guts to take it to The Don.
“I don’t even own a Sharpie, so how could I have drawn on that weather map?”
The absurdity of The Don reaches new heights: imaginary phone calls and relationships now the new normal.
It’s the basest of the base as The Don is mum on Jeffrey Epstein.
If you want to bring The Don down, just follow the money.
The Don’s baristas turn out to have a jail problem.
As the walls close in on The Don, his stain on America grows!
One Session is gone and a blue wave will bring in a new session of Congress.
Guess what, Roseanne? Ambien is not the cause of your racism, you are!
The Don diminishes democracy and Putin smiles.
The Don and Wayne Lepierre form an evil twin-ship.
Despite The Don’s gift for distraction, Russia is still coming!
No matter how awful the tragedy, Republicans cower before their deity: the NRA.
Spongebob Visits The White House
Our most un-American President, ever!
Do you think Putin interfered in our election? What about the Republicans?
Searching for some love, “The Don” took his beleaguered and deflated self to Melbourne Florida where he basked in the glow of adoring followers. After