I was busy mowing the lawn on my sprawling compound then having some ice cold vodka drinks and watching U.S. Open Golf with my feet up in my recliner while my beautiful wife cooked an amazing dinner.
Did the chanting hippies get their way and convince Trump to resign and “stop being a king,” lol?
Oh, they didn’t? OK then. Guess they’re all back at their shitty apartments with their cats now?
That’s nice.
