Our New Hero: This Woman Who Got Trump to Actually Shut His Face Hole
For every one of us who’s ever heard Trump’s awful mouth sounds— the aural equivalent of a moldy Cheeto factory fire— spewing his demonic brain vapors, and dreamt of the bliss of a life without ear holes— here’s a beautiful moment.
Trump stopped by Flint, Michigan in an attempt to convince people that he actually gives a shit about what Americans there or anywhere are going through. He visited a Methodist church in town, presumably to thank them for their efforts in helping manage the city’s water crisis.
Because he is himself, though, he couldn’t stop from rambling into one of his lengthy, nonsensical stump speeches. He was in the middle of telling the audience how Hillary Clinton “failed on the economy. Just like she’s failed on foreign policy. Everything she touched didn’t work out,” when the church’s pastor, Rev. Faith Green Timmons, interrupted him, saying,
Mr. Trump, I invited you here to thank us for what we’ve done in Flint, not give a political speech.
And here’s the kicker: HE LISTENED TO HER. He stammered out “Okay, that’s good. I’m going to go back onto Flint,” gave his usual smug little grin, and, CLEARLY thrown and hopefully embarrassed as some audience members applauded, went back to reading from his prepared statement.
Reverend Timmons, you are our everything today.