A few years ago we hear Stormy Daniels likening D. Trump’s penis to a mushroom and in my efforts to provide a valid illustration to this, I managed to take a photo of a mushroom, toadstool or fungus, whatever it was to provide what might have been true likeness, for those with guarded imaginations.

I must emphasise that I do not wander around wondering as to the dimensions or likeness of Trump’s cock to a native fungi to Shrawley woods specifically. However if I did think short and hard I would inevitably and undoubtedly picture the following image as a suitable appendage to hang between Trump’s orange chaffed inner thighs. He doesn’t apply fake tan to his bits as the skin needs an outlet to breathe, such is the total plastering of his body with this awful Arizona sunset tinge.

I bet the bloke fucking stinks, and I bet no one wants to talk to him in Airforce one, he seems to me, the bore at the party who would repeatedly regain one with tales of how much he buys and sells things for, “Did you know I sent my children to “X” School?, Cost a lot of money, but I did a deal with “Y” person”

Dull as dishwater and there is definitely no chance of him changing his ways or points of view, he’s 74, why would he, he couldn’t give a hoot about Greta, stupid child, what sort fo deals has she done? Eh?