Don’t you just love the smell of stupids catfighting in the morning? Here is Gov. Rick Perry, trying to bitch-slap the guy who is currently kicking his ass so hard, Perry might not even scrape his way into the first Republican primary debate of “real” contenders (hahahahahahahaha, REAL CONTENDERS):
Rather than thanking Texas for stepping into a gap it shouldn’t have to fill, Mr. Trump has made clear that he believes the states should fend for themselves on border security. Not only is this wrong, it perpetuates the same failed policies that have left our southern border porous and vulnerable.
I have a message for my fellow Republicans and the independents who will be voting in the primary process: what Mr. Trump is offering is not conservatism, it is Trump-ism – a toxic mix of demagoguery and nonsense.
Demagoguery! That’s a mighty big word for a guy who needed S-M-R-T glasses so he wouldn’t look quite so stupid. Also, has Perry forgotten St. Ronald Reagan’s 11th Commandment? Oh, of course he has. If only it were the second. Oops.
Anyway, Donald Trump handily disposes of Perry’s puny attempt to defeat him, with words, by saying I KNOW YOU ARE BUT WHAT AM I? because Trump is the most smartest bestest-at-everythingest candidate in the race, AS WE ALL KNOW:
Ooooh, sick burn.
Ooooh, sicker burn! Anyone else want a piece of Trump? Anyone? He’s dishing it out for free.
Ooooh, sickest burn of all. We can haz John Dingell for president?