If only his mommy hugged him.

Does the moron-in-chief think there’s a Nobel War Prize?

I would host Miller for an overnight but he wouldn’t be comfortable. I don’t have a coffin in my basement.

Is it still valid if it’s soaked in urine?

Too late.

“You’ll be able to die in a pile of twisted metal, impaled though the chest with a steering wheel, with none of those nasty big government mandated air bags or seat belts to get in the way. Freedom!”

And some asshole billionaire would buy him for pocket change.

He has his back so he can plunge a knife into it. What a cowardly lowlife.