Mr. Trump called me LOW IQ. That's a conclusion that I would readily concede to as true beyond question at least 20 times before noon on any typical day...
But Poor Donald took the next step, doubled down, and concluded I had NO IQ. This was an error that even my wife Connie endorsed as true when just now I surprised her by putting upon her lap 10 boxes of her favorite cheese cake.
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The Agonies and Ecstasies that daily keep our brains buzzing and hearts compassionate
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