Hello my fellow Americans. I know you were draw to me by my stellar looks. My spray tan is beyond compare. That first line is about the only thing I will ever have in common with Obama.
Ever.
Trump is the name, sexy is the game. Despite my undeniable... Err... Love(?) For my wife, the ladies still seem to want me. I don't know if it's my raccoon, orange face marks or my luscious locks of golden perfection drapped carelessly across my head. But the fact is, I'm the most loved man in America.
Can you blame them? I've got it all. Smarts, money, a promising career, money, looks, money, and money. Did I mention I'm rich. Well I'm kinda backrupt but my card hasn't been denied yet.
Heck, even the men want me. Turns out if you make Cruz mad enough, things will heat up... If you know what I mean. ;)
Now I have one think left to do in life. Make America sexy again. That's right all you obese whales known as Americans. I'm bringing sexy back.
Why? Well forget Obama. Who cares he was the first African American? I am here to save you all. Because let's be real... Orange really is the new black.
