Not Jesus, But Close

August 26, 2015 By: Juanita Jean Herownself Category: Uncategorized

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Jan Castellano was preparing a simple breakfast of buttered toast in her Missouri home Saturday morning when she was confronted by a familiar, unwanted face.

It puckered, mouth agape with lifeless yellow eyes. It appeared to be caught mid-sentence, flagrantly dispelling angry epithets through fermented cream.

It was the face of Donald Trump in her butter.

Check your food for traces of Donald Trump before you eat.  I say this for your own good.

 

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