Monday, September 28, 2015

CONFESSIONS OF AN ANCHOR BABY

THE YEAR: 2017

THE PRESIDENT:  DONALD TRUMP



Dear President Donald Trump:
Now that you’ve become our new emperor, I mean, the 45th President of the United States, I have a confession: I’m an “anchor baby.” Given that you represent the best white hope to “Make America Great Again!” I’m confessing in exchange to be pardoned for my birthright citizenship crime....
By the way, I’m also asking for [my ancestors] to be pardoned posthumously of their sins. Before you do so, however, I want to ensure that they weren’t criminals, rapists or drug dealers. To find the truth about my parent’s shady past, especially since I know how much you value facts, why not recall your investigators from Hawaii — the ones looking for President Obama’s real birth certificate — to look into this huge matter for the sake of national security?
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http://pocho.com/dear-president-donald-trump-confessions-of-an-anchor-baby/


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