So, yeah. Today is Trumpageddon. The Trumpocalypse. Genuinely, the beginning of the end of the world as we know it. The day that odious little manbaby grabs America by the pussy and gives it the fucking good fisting that it probably deserves, in all honesty.

I’m not even American, and I feel sick to my stomach today that today could actually come to pass. I won’t be watching any of the events around today despite the fact that it’s 24 hour wall to wall coverage on every news channel. I actually would vomit.

The funny thing is, it actually would be possible for Trump to play a huge part in re-uniting the States and Making America Great again on this very day. Imagine; just one little squeeze of an index finger from somebody in that crowd and history could be rewritten, sanity could be restored and the world could be a very different place in a few hours time.