Old Father Time has not been kind to Donald


 THE OLDEST CANDIDATE

Donald J. Trump is now the oldest candidate for President of the United States of America. He was born June 14, 1946. As of today, according to my internet calculator, he is 78 years, 1 month, and 12 days old. He is about 8 years younger than me, but...ah..I just checked my mirror and his picture (above) and I've gotta' tell you. . .I think he's been lying to us for years!

Of course, he's been a pretty bad boy for years, too, and that can account for some of the problem. Then there are those Two divorces, Six bankruptcies, Two impeachments, Four major legal losses in New York, Twenty-Six sexual assault accuser, Eighty-eight criminal counts in four cases, Ten findings of criminal contempt of court...and more.

That's got to hurt!  Also, when someone asked him a couple of months ago if there was trouble in his marriage now, he said, "how long do you think I'd be on the market?" . . . with that smug look on his face. Maybe he'd better go look in the mirror again.

He's down at Mar-a-Lago this morning, meeting with Netanyahu. About now, he's in the bathroom, going through some top-secret documents he drug out from behind the toilet, and glancing in the mirror. Yeah, he's getting old. Maybe he's up for one more facial re-do. (He noticed Netanyahu was looking at him kind of funny.)

Maybe he could have it done in time for Kamal's inauguration. 


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