It's often said of a strong man that he has balls of steel. Luckily our president has balls of Chromium. On a Mohs scale, this is the hardest metal, far stronger than steel ranking just below diamond for hardness. With all the crap he has to deal with, he needs just that. From the republican castrati whose scrotums must be stuffed with cotton wool and belly button lint. They scream and shriek like school girls whenever Obama does what they are afraid to do. They issue all sorts of threats and dire predictions; none of which actually happen. As Shakespeare once wrote, it's "a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." Exactly what the United States Congress has become. So sad.
So now we are going to vote for and elect a woman to replace Obama. She probably doesn't have testicles but then she starts even with her opposition, he of the little hands. I once worked in a company headed by a man named Leo with an office manager named Bob. I will never forget an altercation in the plant with a disgruntled man who was threatening someone. When Leo heard, he jumped up and exclaimed "if he wants a fight, I'll give him one" followed by "get out there Bob and put him down."
Every time I remember this incident, I can just picture Trump saying "if she wants a fight, I'll give her one" followed by "get out there Mike and put her down." I expect to hear a variation of this next Monday night at the first debate. There may not be a second debate as Donald Trump crawls back under the rock he came from.
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