I guess Jack Smith really did catch Donald Trump with his pants down. I wonder, did Trump ever tweet from there?
What a vivid image. The chandeliers! The fake marble! The gilded faucet! The wall of stolen top secrets! The commode! To complete the farce, imagine Don the Con, the Dork Lard himself, seated upon that porcelain throne, phone in hand, pants down to his ankles, tweeting and excreting simultaneously!
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