I haven’t taken my Christmas tree down yet.

I think it’s because I don’t see the next four years here in the States being good ones and my tree makes me happy.

No doubt, I hate Trump, but I despise the people who voted for him.

He promised his Humpers that he would lower their grocery bill, that he was going to deport people on his first day of office and I don’t know what other fantasy he sold them, but now all he’s talking about is going to war with Mexico, buying Greenland and making Canada a state.

None of those things are going to change the price of eggs.

Like I said, the States are going to go down the toilet and as we swirl around the bowl, I’d like a few good memories to take with me on our trip to the sewers.