So, Conald J. Trump owes a lot of money, of which he seems to be a bit short. Ahh, Conny old boy, are you experiencing some belt tightening, cause your waistline could certainly use it? Not to worry, ol’ Kvetchy is here to help your fat ass out. I propose a Going Out Of Business Sale.
Everything must go!! Next Saturday, bring your best offers and we’ll make it work. No offers (or hands) too small. Come early and peruse our offerings of classified information, golden tschkas, and broken promises, as well as overstocked merchandise from dozens of failed businesses. Don’t leave without sampling some rotted meat samples from Trump Steaks or microplastic infused beverages from Trump Water. Make a day of it and enjoy an Apprentice style business interaction by paying for admission and receiving nothing, that’s right nothing, zilch, nada, just like his business associates in real life. Sign up for future offerings such as wood splinters from the Presidential Resolute Desk, encased in lucite and fools gold. It’s all here next weekend, so walk your new Trump Sneakers over and experience a hopefully once in a lifetime thrill fest of emboldened racism, pro dictator homages, illiterate dementia driven rants, and sexually abusive relationships, all housed under one golden roof of nonpayment of rental fees. That’s right, it’s all here at the Conald J. Trump Going Out of Business Sale, to possibly be followed by the America Going Out of Business Sale in late November and don’t forget to register for his latest offering, the new Presidential erectile dysfunction drug “Win! Sir!Erection” Win! Sir! Erection: Be the prick you can be.
So there you go Conny, the answer to your financial problems. You’re welcome.
Kvetching Into the Void 