Trump went to a fortuneteller and asked her, ‘‘On what day will
I die’’… the seeress assured him that he would die on an American
holiday. ''Why are you so sure about that?" demanded Trump
‘‘Any day’’, she replied, ‘‘on which you die, will be an
American holiday’’…
Donald Trump paid off the entire national deficit…
when he died, he was buried and anyone who wanted to,
could pay a fee and piss on his grave…
Donald Trump and his driver were cruising along a country road
one night, when all the sudden they hit a pig, killing it instantly,
Trump told his driver to go up to the farmhouse and explain to the
owners what had happen. About an hour later, Trump sees his driver
staggering back to the car with a bottle on one hand and a cigar in the other,
and his clothes were all ripped and torn…
''What happened to you?" asked Trump…
‘‘Well, the farmer game me the wine, his wife game me the cigar
and is 19-year-old daughter made mad passionate love to me’’
‘‘My god, what did you tell them’’
The driver replies "I’m President Trump’s driver and I just killed
the pig’’
Just to lighten the mood around here…
Kropotkin
