Donald Trump. That is who I can not look at without cringing. Listening to him. Or reading what he says…impossible. Unthinkable that he could become the 45th president of our country.
I hate just looking at him…
Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Donald Trump. That is who I can not look at without cringing. Listening to him. Or reading what he says…impossible. Unthinkable that he could become the 45th president of our country.
Sorry…I hate looking at the spider as well. Both make my skin crawl.
When Trump comes on TV, I turn him off. I think he has some kind of mental problem.