Donald Trump’s head did not rotate 180 degrees and there was no projectile vomit, so last night was the night he became president. All hail the new tone, something something something.
Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way….
I was walking my dogs late last night when it hit me: this was Trump’s last debate. This thing is over. The fat lady hasn’t …
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