Dear President Donald Trump:
Now that you’ve become our new emperor, I mean, the 45th President of the United States, I have a confession: I’m an “anchor baby.” Given that you represent the best white hope to “Make America Great Again!” I’m confessing in exchange to be pardoned for my birthright citizenship crime.
Honestly, I didn’t know that being born to Mexican immigrants on work visas violated the law or that pesky little thing called the 14th Amendment of the Constitution. If I would’ve known of your novel interpretation of our Constitution, I mean your Constitution, I would’ve pleaded in my mother’s womb to be aborted.
Oh, I forgot, Republicans don’t believe in abortions. Does the GOP make exceptions for brown fetuses? [Mas…]
You crack down on their assets.
You cut off their oil and drill, baby, drill for our own.
We don’t retreat. We reload against any foe daring to test us.
And that is what Iran just did.
So, Congress, you got to kill the deal. The president is playing you. He so disrespects you, Congress, and our Constitution, that he won’t even bring you the treaty. [Mas…]
Luchador El Hijo del Fantasma says he and wrestling partner Vladimir Putin would beat President Obama and Mexican Presidente Enrique Peña Nieto in a tag team match.