President Who Built His Entire Image on Being Rich Served Fast Food at White House Reception

Donald Trump is an 8-year-old’s idea of what being rich is like come to life. He has no taste, class or refinement, he’s on his third trophy wife and all his ties are too long. That doesn’t have anything to do with anything, it jut bugs me.

Trump really outdid himself in the tacky department tonight, though. The Clemson Tigers were at the White House Monday, being honored for winning the NCAA football title. Because they arrived during the partial government shutdown due to the President’s intransigence on the border wall, the White House cooking staff as unavailable to cater the event. You might be assuming that the President called a local caterer to handle the event; a football team and staff isn’t much different in size from the average wedding party, after all, plenty of places in D.C. could handle the job.

No, President Art of the Deal’s idea of a nice meal is to get a shitload of fast food and put it on the White House’s fine china.

Yeah, those college kids wouldn’t be able to get fast food like that just anywhere, it’s a special day for them.

“Were there french fries?” I hear you asking.

I can’t even with this. I don’t even see any McNuggets there, what kind of half-assed fast food spread is this?

You’d think he’d at least spring for Papa John’s since Papa John is also a racist.

Don’t get me wrong, I love a good delivery pizza and a quarter-pounder with cheese. But it’s not what you want on your special once-in-a-lifetime visit to the White House in your honor as a national champion. It’s like getting to spend the night with your high school girlfriend while your spouses are out of town and you just play Magic: The Gathering. It’s not the worst thing in the world, but it isn’t what you were hoping for.

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4 years ago

The author seems to be a whiney girly-man infected with TDS.