Just a heads up right now: on the day when Trump dies, Iβm going to be extremely tasteless about it. Itβs going to get ugly. You are going to see a side of me I am not proud of. I donβt want any call-outs in my inbox, Iβm stating right now that lines will be crossed.
How disgusting can someone be
I wouldnβt even say this about my worst enemy
Forget the fact that its trump. If you agree with this youre fucking evil. Evil literally lives inside you. Wow.
Anyways all of yβall AND the evil that literally lives inside of you are invited to the sick ass house party Iβm throwing when lord dampnut kicks the bucket
I feel like all you Americans need to take a look at what happened here in the UK after Maggie Thatcher died. Because when it comes to tasteless celebrations fuelled by anger and the death of a hated political leader, we REALLY pushed the boat out. We had street parties. We had burning effigies. We pushedΒ βDing Dong the Witch is Deadβ to the top of the charts out of sheer hatred. Bone up kiddos, and I really hope you manage to do that truly American thing, of dramatically outdoing us with your celebrations.
Reblogging for last comment.
With the way this year is going, the sooner it happens the better.
*this can be reblogged every year
Iβm going to make cake. Thereβs going to be fireworks. There WILL be a burnt effigy.
Look, Iβm gonna level with you americans for a second. When old wrinkly and orange kicks the bucket, for once in my life, possibly the only time, Iβll actually want to be able to see the fireworks from across the Atlantic. And I daresay I wonβt be the only one. So listen to me and listen closely, cause Iβll only say it once: When the moldy Cheeto bites it, itβs the one and only chance youβll likely have at being loudly, unbearably, obnoxiously American in your celebration and for once, the rest of the world wonβt complain.Β
β¦I know I just reblogged this, but that last comment ππ¨π»βπ³
Listen Iβm already designing the cake Iβm gonna order from Publix.
I want to see the fireworks from AUSTRALIA, guys. Make it happen.




















