ok, let’s get the unpleasant shit out of the way first. it gets better, I promise. once again, Little Donny Luckyfuck — the guy who never ever shuts his anus-mouth about how unfairly he’s always being treated — got super special kid-glove treatment that’s afforded to absolutely no one else.

just as we all had visions of padlocked golf motels dancing in our heads, down swoops a New York appeals court at the very last minute to pat Wee Donny on the head and go there there, little criminal, no one’s taking Motel-a-Lago, because we’re knocking your half-billion-dollar appeal bond down to $175 million — and we’re giving you ten more days to raise it.

what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck? no, seriously: what the small-batch artisanal fuck? legal experts were dumbfounded. nobody could even begin explain it. there was no reasoning behind the decision — it just a pure favor to Trump.



so here we are, once again, left to stand around and go what the fuck just happened? — while Donny dusts himself off and walks away seemingly unscathed. and yet, Trump continues to whine about how unfair it all is. unfair? absolutely. unfuckingfair for the rest of us....