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Ladies and gentlemen, the dumbest person on the planet, Donald Trump.
Public spanking of Donald is in order. Time to put up Wanted sign for Don.
I know I’m asking a lot, but can anyone compile the list of everyone that Trump has called “nasty”? Because I feel like we’re in really good company.
“Hello, is this Canada? I got a vermin infestation in a White House that could use fumigation. Do it like how you did in 1814. It is too far gone to be saved.”
Canada will be waiting! Elbows up!
Elbows up is Canada’s new official stance on US relations.
Out of the loop - what doe elbows up mean / refer to?
In hockey “elbows up” is a sign a player would like to fight. In this context Canadians are telling America if you want to start a trade war and question our sovereignty, we are gonna put up a fight instead of just bending over.
Gotcha! Best of luck to Canada if push comes to shove. As a 'murican I’d like to think my countrymen and especially our military whose loyalty is sworn to the constitution, not to the president, would resist the fuck out of an order to invade Canada, but so far we don’t seem to have much of a spine.
Idk what all I can do to help from inside the dumpster fire, but I’ll throw a wrench in the gears on this side whenever the opportunity presents.
…this is all just so fucking stupid >_<
Please protect your elbows while you’re putting us in our place. I recommend elbow pads:

“I deal with every country, indirectly or directly. One of the nastiest countries to deal with is Canada,” Trump said.
I’ll take that as a complement from you. Thanks!
Yeah. Tells me our government is working.
If he stops being adversarial on every situation and threatening us then we’ll be friendly, like we are with every other country.
When it comes to far right-wing ‘conservatives/republicans’, remember that “every accusation is an admission” - especially so for Trump.
Trump can go fuck himself, can’t he?
Not if Stormy Daniels is to be believed (I see no reason to not believe her). She went on a late show and showed the mushroom closest to Donalds appendage
He still wants to annex us.
Canadians, crank up the nastiness a little more.
We were beautiful last week, now we’re nasty. Whatever. This charade is getting crustier than Trump’s toe cheese.
Yes so nasty of us Canadians sending super scoopers to help with their fires. If only we were one of the nice, friendly, genocidal countries like Isreal.
Nasty pasty, pudding and pie

“Nasssty Canada, with its healthcare and reciprocal tariffs!” Krasnov hissed. “It burns us, precious!”
He hunched over in the dim glow of the Oval Office, stroking a golden golf ball in his palms, his eyes darting between it and the maps spread across his desk. “They take advantage of us, yes they do. Always winning, always smug with their free doctor visits and politeness. Weak! But strong! It’s tricksy, so tricksy!”
A cough echoed from the corner. His chief of staff, a weary-looking man with thinning hair, cleared his throat. “Sir, this—uh—this meeting with Prime Minister Trudeau is important. We need to discuss trade.”
Krasnov recoiled, clutching the ball tighter. “Trade?! TRADE?! Filthy free-traders! They cheat us! Steal from us! But we—” He paused, his voice dropping into a desperate whisper. “We could… could take their milk, yes, yes! Their delicious dairy! Make America milky again!”
His chief of staff pinched the bridge of his nose. “Sir, we already produce a lot of milk.”
Krasnov’s face twisted, his fingers tightening around the golf ball like a strangling grip. “No! Canadian milk is special! It’s… socialist milk! It must be destroyed! We put tariffs on it, we crush them, and then we take it for ourselves, yessss!”
A flicker of doubt passed across his face. He shook his head violently, as though fighting himself. “But what if… what if Canada is right?” His voice softened, a pained expression twisting his features. “What if… universal healthcare isn’t nasssty? What if… it’s… good?”
He gasped, stumbling backward, horror-stricken. “No! No, no, no, never! That’s socialism! That’s evil! We hates it!” He flung the golf ball across the room, where it clattered against a bust of Lincoln and rolled onto the carpet.
His chief of staff stared, unsure of what to say.
Krasnov froze, then slowly crawled toward the ball, cradling it again in his hands. “We must punish Canada. Yes, precious. We must make them pay. Or else… or else we lose.”
A long silence followed.
Finally, the chief of staff sighed. “I’ll call the trade representative.”
That’s really well written.
Yep but contains 100% more inner monologue than would ever be recorded in the slow, tremulous sine wave that is Trump’s EEG.
Can we call on Andy Serkis to Narrate this please.
Haha, good one. Ok you can stop joking now. Guys did-- did you hear me? YOU CAN STOP JOKING NOW GUYS
I just made a comment about this but yeah, it’s always a joke with him until it isn’t.
But 50 is such a nice round number









