Hola mi Gente,
I just love all these “pragmatic progressives” who cite “electability” as one of the reasons to vote for corporate shill, Hillary Clinton. Yet, she is quite possible one of the worst campaigners this side of A Gore. It seems that every day she steps into some pile of shit or sticks her foot in her mouth and then breaks it in an awkward attempt to extricate it. The Reagans were AIDS activists? ::blank stare:: And no, an apology (mangled as it was) is not enough when you consider all the people who were erased by her revisionist history.
Meanwhile, Trump supporters better be careful when they come to NYC. Today, I’m turning over the Sunday Sermon to Donald “I Got Big Hands” Trump.
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Donald Trump Fires Back!
A Special [un]Common Sense Commentary by Donald J. Trump1
Since the creative force behind the [un]Common Sense blog has seen fit to attack me on numerous occasions, I have accepted to respond and meet my critics head-on, balls-on-the-table.
I mean… I’m just using that term as a figure of speech!
Perhaps most disturbing is their attempt to imply I have a micro penis. I should sue, but instead, I’ll just clear this up: I have big hands. I only fantasize about micro penises. There’s a huge difference between the two, and I think starting such a rumor is just sloppy blogging and bad form. I’ve also been called a pedophile!  That is Just plain wrong, and I am instructing my people to look into this and we’re most definitely suing the spic-ass motherfucker who writes this blog.
It has also been implied on this blog that listening to me is an act of evil. This is patent nonsense. While I do lie, misrepresent, and disinform compulsively, on air and off, and hate poor people, Muslims, Mexicans, and dark-skinned humans, is it accurate to call these traits evil? And yes, I do snort huge amounts of meth and go prowling for faggots with Melania and Bill, and we all pile out of Bill’s jeep and chase queers and they cheer while Melania and I fuck them with our His and Hers leather, rhinestone-studded strap-on (we even gang-banged Ben Carson once!), but calling me “evil” is quite a stretch. Nice try, Yemíl , but nobody’s going to swallow this nonsense.
Goddammit, Eddie! For the sake of argument, imagine if straight-laced, God-fearing (latently homosexual) homophobes Christians, who I have successfully conned with years of reality TV shows and my books — which are the best, actually — happens to read [un]Common Sense’s childish attempts at humor. Think what would happen!
They may stop accepting simplistic, nonsensical explanations of how this world works; they may even decide I’m a dishonest, pushy, constipated, bully in disguise with an unusually small dick and yuge hands, willing to say anything to garner attention. Shit, this could incite the spics to read The Open Veins of Latin America or take a course on Icing Orange Muthafuckas. And then imagine if this spread. It would be Yuge!
Do we really want the chaos that would result from so many of the little people thinking without my help?
In closing, the treatment I’ve received in this blog is a perfect example of why we must resist the free exchange of ideas and reject information sources that don’t have the smarts to be owned by multinational corporations.
Fuck You Eddie,
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My name is Eddie and I’m in recovery from civilization…
* “Make America Great Again” was created to evoke a reaction from its audience, good or bad, about the significance we place on our physical selves. One should not feel emasculated by their penis size or vagina, as it does not define who you are. Your genitals do not define your gender, your power, or your status.
Simply put, you can be a massive prick, despite what is in your pants. — Artist Illma Gore
- Not really
- Eddie, editor of the [un]Common Sense blog, would like to point out that he’s never called Trump a pedophile. He claims, instead, that Donald is a pet-o-phile, meaning he sodomizes dogs and other household pets.
- It has been documented that those who disagree with the [un]Common Sense’s political commentary often resort to calling it’s editor, Yemil. As yet, it is not known what rhetorical purpose this serves.