Finally, I think it’s time for a personal message to Democrats. It’s time you carry you whiny, crying, petulant carcasses off the streets and soak in a little reality. Baste yourselves in liquid spirits if you must, but go knowing it’s over. You get no trophy.
That’s right, “Tuesday’s Gone With The Wind.” — Get over it.
Remember this Libs, you hypocrites?
Take your crying towels and “Move On”. Get a grip for Heaven’s sake. Your utopian hallucination has ended. Reality crashed the party. Trump is not leaving, deal with it.