But wait, there's more. He's not just the Samuel Johnson of the new millennium, you miserable peons. He's also a formidable baseball prognosticator:
Aside from notable quotes and sports psychicry, Mister Man also has the outside scoop on the politics that the kidz are talking about. Consider the sacrifice he just made for you fellow twatterers:
undecideds who inexplicably got a featured role for the latest round of showpiece inanity? Seriously, who the hell is "undecided" at this point, were these people dropped on their fucking heads or something?
Of course, Teh Dawnuld is most certainly decided, like a boss y'all.
Oh yeah, he's not an economist, but he plays one on the teevee:
At least Rmoney, far as I've ever seen, has never had the stones to throw out something like this, even as a goof:
Seriously, I don't know if Trump is part Korean or what, because the last two guys I recall with such a gratuitously bloated opinion of themselves and every blessed dump they ever dropped on the world were Kim Jong Il and Sun Myung Moon.
Guess some other folks thought the twattering was a parody as well. Can't imagine why.
As a special bonus for all youse workin' slobs out there, suck on this:
I am not remotely kidding or exaggerating when I say that if Trump was my boss, I'd quit tomorrow. Trump's continued ability to not get struck by lightning -- or better yet, rendered dirt-poor rather than merely being able to declare bankruptcy every time one of his genius ideas goes Wile E. Coyote on him -- is incontrovertible proof that if there even is a God, He's a dick.