To Whom It May Concern:
Trump is sad. Trump is unassuming. Trump is frightened. Trump wouldn't like to get smashed.
So in the event that I have outraged anybody, or on the grounds that I have irritated everybody, I'm sad.
I'm sad that I understood past the point of no return that all the considerable put-downs that helped me set away the 16 midgets don't make an interpretation of well to the general decision.
I'm sad that I'm bringing on the Republicans to lose control of the Senate and I'm sad they wish I'd never been conceived.
I'm truly not that sorry to learn creating inconvenience for Paul Ryan, who's going to lose seats in the House. He's a snob and I wish he had lost his essential to that inked fellow who likes me.
I'm sad I imagined I was going to discharge my assessment forms. Obviously I didn't pay any assessments. I have the record-breaking most prominent land findings and deteriorations.
I'm sad I asked African-Americans "What do you need to lose by supporting me?" before a horde of white individuals. I'm sad I can never locate my African-American.
I'm sad I keep lying about my wild motions deriding a handicapped columnist at the coming up short New York Times. Also, I'm truly sad that Hillary's super PAC utilized it as a part of a promotion and made me resemble a brute.
I'm sad I need to yield such a great amount to make America incredible once more. Nobody would trust the disdain heaved at me on Twitter. It's astounding how much super-awful stuff can be pressed into 140 characters. Cyberbullying stinks. I'm sad Al Gore concocted the web.
I'm sad, given how awfully I'm doing with ladies, that I require Roger Ailes to help me with the level headed discussions and my post-battle media organization. Numerous individuals are stating we ought to call it the "We Only Hire Foxes" system.
I'm sad I didn't google Paul Manafort and see that he had more shady Russian associations than a James Bond lowlife. I'm likewise sad I needed to cut him free. He had a great deal of experience propping up despots. However, Paul didn't know how to play the Trumpet. He had these out-dated thoughts that when I intrepidly went up against the Khans and that discourteous child at the rally that I was punching underneath my weight. What's more, he didn't value the virtuoso of my taco dish tweet.
Talking about tacos, I'm sad no one comprehended why a Mexican judge couldn't be reasonable to me as a result of the divider. Is it accurate to say that it isn't evident why a Mexican-American is the same as a Mexican however a German-Scottish American is an immaculate American?
I preferred not to ship Paul off to Siberia. However, Jared and Corey let me know I couldn't get cleared up in a universal IRS evasion outrage while I was blaming Hillary for doing favors at State for a cash launderer and Clinton Foundation giver.
Paul will be fine. I'm certain that the $12 million he got for controlling the Russian manikin in Ukraine and plotting to add Crimea — wherever that is — was only an essence of what's in his seaward financial balance.
I'm sad everybody is calling my new crusade C.E.O., Steve Bannon, the "Most Dangerous Man in America." That's my employment. What's more, I'm sad that everybody is nauseated that I procured the person who made Breitbart a white patriot declaration. The site is conservative and right: White European migrants like Melania, great. Third Worlders requesting welfare, awful. Close the fringes and oust the trespassers. #WinterIsComing.
The coolest thing is, when Steve was a venture investor, he got a stake in "Seinfeld" and made millions. So now I have my own one of a kind soup Nazi!
Individuals simply need to get used to going from smart Paul to stubbled Bannon in his wrinkled load shorts. He appears as though he just ventured out of a vat of Guinness. Roger Stone was on the right track to put him on his Worst-Dressed List. I'll escape with some Trump suits and ties from China.
Steve and I have such a great amount in like manner. We both affection insane paranoid notions, similar to the one Bannon sells about Huma being attached to the Islamic gathering who financed 9/11. I'm sad Huma is posturing for Vogue as opposed to keeping her better half, the sick person, from sexting online once more.
I'm sad that it doesn't make a difference who runs my crusade since I generally talk with myself, No. 1, since I have a decent cerebrum and I'm extremely rich.
I'm sad that while I'm in effect excessively fair, Crooked Hillary is never truly sad for every one of her falsehoods and illicit operations. She resembles Lyin' Lochte, simply sad she got. Listening to her apologize is as likely as seeing those 33,000 yoga messages.
I'm sad the Clintons didn't understand as of not long ago that it was so terrible to utilize the State Department act of kindness some help processing plant for enormous givers to the establishment. I'm for pay-for-play, yet just at my fairways.
I'm sad Hillary needed to besmirch poor Colin Powell by guaranteeing he gave her the thought for private messages. Hasn't his notoriety endured enough pushing that imposter war at the U.N.? Have I said that I was against the Iraq war before the British mapmakers concocted Iraq? I'm sad more individuals don't trust that.
Furthermore, I'm sad Hillary is so undesirable and frail that she barely ever crusades and needs cushions to prop her up when she does. I'm sorry to learn that she doesn't have the stamina to go up against ISIS. In any case, I am not sorry to learn that I am completely recouped from the bone goads that got me out of Vietnam and prepared to kick the you-realize what out of ISIS.
I'm sad that Hillary won't quit playing "Battle Song."
The greater part of all, I'm sad that I'm not by any stretch of the imagination too bad.
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