Real Time- donald trump's Funeral

[magicguido]

[mobeau69]

1. K & R

[Blue Owl]

2. The casket can't close fast enough

Get thee behind us, Beelzeblob...

[Thomas Hurt]

3. Fly free you whiny little b*tch, fly free.....LOL, classic

[Illumination]

4. Can't imagine one tear beng shed @ this monster's funeral! There would be a huge parade

with cheering happy Americans, music, speeches, laughter, joy & love (replacing hate) Hispanics would join in on the celebration after being released from dog kennels. White Supremist Nazis would be shoved in the dog kennels instead (along with bad cops). There would be an entire restructuring of our legal system. We would not tolerate racism. We would get C-19 under control because Nancy would be running the country & we would have competent leadership. We would learn from The Trump Reality Show & take notes thereby establishing laws to never let an unqualified corrupt presidential candidate destroy our country & commit treason ever again. It would take awhile but we would repair all the damage this monster has done to America & the World. It would be a much more intelligent & mindful world. Then & ONLY THEN would America truly be GREAT again!...

[tclambert]

7. There will be plenty of tears raining down on his grave!

It is only a coincidence that it smells like piss.

[Illumination]

9. Hi there tclambert!

Excuse me for saying this but POOP too? Like they say: "Flush the turd, vote November 3rd"!!!!!!

[tclambert]

10. The man's grave will smell like the inside of a heavily used porta-potty on a hot August afternoon.

[Illumination]

11. tcclambert

PU~You're right! Better shoot him into space & let the aliens deal with him!...

[The River]

5. Sir Walter Scott

did it better:

From “The Lay of the Last Minstrel,” Canto VI.

BREATHES there the man with soul so dead
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land!
Whose heart has ne’er within him burned,
As home his footsteps he hath turned 5
From wandering on a foreign strand?
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no minstrel raptures swell;
High though his titles, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, 10
Despite those titles, power, and pelf,
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust from whence he sprung, 15
Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

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6. Can't wait

[underpants]

8. Add to cart 😂

Loved it. Was just about to post it.