The putrid stench of his soul is overshadowed only by his subhuman morals.
— YS (@NYinLA2121) October 7, 2024
More an inert mass than a man, his stupidity rivals his malevolence.
His noxious demeanor matches the corruption festering between his ears.
He is a bloated pustule of a being, orbited by sycophantic… pic.twitter.com/xBJHoyeZqX
The putrid stench of his soul is overshadowed only by his subhuman morals.
More an inert mass than a man, his stupidity rivals his malevolence.
His noxious demeanor matches the corruption festering between his ears.
He is a bloated pustule of a being, orbited by sycophantic rodents whose sole purpose is to cater to his infantile whims.
His intellect, barely surpassing that of a fifth-grader, is eclipsed by his boundless ignorance.
Devoid of any real true friendships, he attracts only opportunists seeking to exploit him.
Yet he remains bankrupt in every sense, offering nothing but vile utterances, racist credos, and misogynistic conduct.
An embodiment of pure id, he lacks the capacity for intelligent speech or original thought, spewing only nonsensical gibberish.
He is a loser of the highest order.
Someone is taking his picture among other people, so he must grin like a fool. It’s a reflex.You take the lies out of him, and he'll shrink to the size of your hat; you take the malice out of him, and he'll disappear.
— cra (@Mkblack64Black) October 7, 2024
Mark Twain
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