The Fat Orange Clown never caught anything resembling a majority of a favorable poll and sits at the bottom of the ocean on pieces of a shattered wooden raft. The clown is still yelling to the other traitors to raise the sails and full speed ahead.
The Fat Orange Clown never caught anything resembling a majority of a favorable poll and sits at the bottom of the ocean on pieces of a shattered wooden raft. The clown is still yelling to the other traitors to raise the sails and full speed ahead.