Cheerleaders are already auditioning to jump and cheer and wave those pom-poms for when Trump does his perp walk.
They’ll be lined up on either side of the courthouse doors as cops lead a fighting Trump out and into a paddy wagon, then the girls start into one of their best cheers, such as …
“It’s alright, it’s okay, you can president of Cell Block A!”
Or how about:
“Gimmee a T! Gimmee a Rump!” [Stick out your asses at this line, ladies, a-one and a-two] “Gimmee a sodomy bump! Now you’re doing time like Donald J. Trump!’
Not bad, got some nice accompanying moves in with the cheer. How about one more, ladies, and with feeling!
“Hey Donny … it’s your birthday … are you a little gay … ‘cuz you’re gonna be … when you see-see … your cell mate’s wee-wee … Hey Donny, don’t drop the soap … was Jeffery Epstein given a rope … Hey, Donny … can I get a cigarette … do you wanna bet … I can buy your ass one smoke at a time … right after you make some toilet wine … Hey Donny … you got owned by a porn star … she’s gonna go far … starting her own porn star Mar … Hey Donny … Al Capone lives again … doing time in the Big Boy’s pen … Hey Donny …”
Hopefully the cops slow down the walk or else the girls won’t be able to get out all their best cheers.
But surrounded by lots of gorgeous girls is how Donnay would want to go … before he never sees a girl again … well, not one with a vagina, anyway.
