Donald Trump in his own words

Little Rocket Man has little rockets carrying little bombs. Mine are bigger. My rockets carry bigger bombs and make a bigger boom. His little rockets make little booms.

We own the moon. We got there first and we bought and paid for it. It’s ours. We will defend our claim vigorously. Nothing is off the table.

Merry Christmas. Isn’t it wonderful that we can say that again after eight years of political correctness. The economy is booming. Look at the stock market. We’re going to create wonderful American jobs building more big rockets and more big bombs so that I can blow up the rest of the world. And if climate change floods Mar-a-Lago, I’ll build a better and bigger one in orbit with a vacation White House on our moon. Thank you all.

Trump must go.