But one day closer.

Aspirates a KFC drumstick, gleefully giggling about hungry Americans?

Dude was wiped out after descending the stairs from the plane in Florida…fell back into the limo seat after a careful climb down. Looked exhausted.

Keep counting down the days. Betting he won’t last another year.

I need to find his vitamins.

Still, the day is yet young. One dares to dream.

🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂

👠👠👠👠👠👠

Soon...

🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂🥂

malaise, soon come!!

They should catch bigfoot and sign him up to coach football for Penn State.

We know his eyelids are working!!

Voter poop should hasten that great day

until he becomes a malodorous puddle of rotting orange skin, that then dissolves the surface undernearth it.

And fell into the asbestos from the East Wing and suffocated. We all know he can't read. That tacky sign his handlers have taped outside the door is not going to work.

We should be glad he's still putting on clothes.

Need a trigger warning on that visual:

We should be glad he's still putting on clothes.

Due to his dementia. (God love my Aunt for taking care of him for years.) He started going outside naked. He would get the mail, walk over to talk to neighbors and water the plants buck naked as if everything was normal. My aunt would come running out and wrap him up in a blanket to take him back inside.

I imagine pedo Trump will be going that way soon. A lot of what Trump does reminds me of my uncle about 2 months before my Aunt finally put him into a nursing home. The falling asleep all the time, the standing stock still with a flat look until directed, the inability to handle stairs, the inability to complete full sentences or even speak sometimes, the sudden inappropriate decisions.

His right hand swelled up so badly it floated him away and he was shot down by a foreign country who thought he was a spy balloon.

(even if it only comes through for your favorite NCAA football team today... GO DAWGS!"

it's funeral.

will be celebrating his demise! That's my prediction!

Guess I'll just have to be satisfied with that today. But maybe tomorrow.

Several months ago I said he wouldn’t make it to Christmas.

But I’ve been wrong once or twice in my life…

Not to mention a great future.

Should your prediction come true, I would never ask for another present the rest of my days.

got so desperate, he ate dirt, got carnivorous worms and was eaten from the inside out.

Not brain or a heart worms. They'd starve.

This has me thinking about a mahogany box lined in ruffled cream satin.

— Mrs. Betty Bowers (@mrsbettybowers.bsky.social) 2025-11-07T20:43:56.438Z

like a cadaver.

in every room in my damn house ???

(after I finish dancing in the street in front of said house)

--Pink Floyd, "Time"