If Hillary's team can somehow prep her into zinging him with the grab their puss, the debate is over.
Trump: "Hillary's grabbed more puss than I ever will."
Trump: "Hillary's grabbed more puss than I ever will."
Donald: When you're a star, they let you grab the pussy. Am I right, Anderson?
Hillary: Now we know why Donald can't prepare for a debate, too much time wasted trading "war stories" with Roger Ailes. . . but please, Donald, spare us the details..
Hillary: Now we know why Donald can't prepare for a debate, too much time wasted trading "war stories" with Roger Ailes. . . but please, Donald, spare us the details.
Hillary: Now we know why Donald can't prepare for a debate, too much time wasted trading "war stories" with Roger Ailes. . . but please, Donald, spare us the details.
Donald: Yeah, I probably should have just sent him an email and trashed it.
Keep them short, so they can be fired off quickly.
Hillary: Is Donald's mouth moving again? Ya know, every time he moves his lips, either a lie, a threat, or an insult comes out.
Donald: I used to enjoy a good cigar.