OK, coupla things: true, no one has asked Vicente Fox to pay for Trump’s wall. Vicente Fox is no longer el Presidente de Mexico, also true, so he can’t actually speak for the country.  But you gotta love his moxie!

“I’m not paying for his [momma don’t read this word] wall!”

Most of Donald’s response was to clutch his pearls and swoon over the bad Mexican’s bad words.

Then, like the bullying moron he is, Trump said, “Fine, the wall just got 10 feet taller.” Implied in that remark is “Wanna try for twenty?” like an abusive man who just beat a woman and raises his hand again: “Want another one?”

His moronic crowd cheered lustily over the strong man who doesn’t like bad language and will deservedly punish those rapey Mexicans by adding another 10 feet onto a mythical wall that will never be built. They love a daddy-figure, they love White Christianity, they love authoritarianism, so they love Donald Trump, finger-wagging faux-moralist, who comes home from a hard day at the office bankrupting companies for his personal profit to preen for his loving, xenophobic, racist, dim, children.

Hell, Donald, why not add 50 feet to the wall? What would that be, ridiculous? Check your rear-view. We passed ridiculous the minute you stepped on that escalator and started the Dumbass Revolution.

The Short Bus Spring.

~Primo