shh! don’t wake the elderly golfer. he’s too exhausted to campaign also: hey, have you heard about Arnold’s palmer?
well, Sleepy Donny is back.
that’s Donny, at a campaign roundtable event in Michigan last Friday. the worn-out old fuck can’t even keep his eyes open for longer than a few seconds as he nods off.
hey, can someone get grandpa here a bowl of applesauce and then take him to bed? the poor old guy is plumb tuckered out. he just can’t hack the rigors of campaigning any more. I mean, look at this dilapidated old dipshit.
Why is your guy sitting on a black pad on the very white couch? Don't you think that's strange? What's wrong with him?