Oh please, Bill Clinton was practically running a Black Friday sale on the Lincoln Bedroom, $100K a night, what a steal for every sucker with a checkbook. That was just the appetizer on a menu of sleaze, from million-dollar pardons to a quick selfie with Slick Willy for pocket change. But the OP? Holy tinfoil hat, it’s a masterclass in unhinged libtard fanfiction, so batshit it deserves a Pulitzer for creative writing. You drones are so brainwashed you’d believe Biden’s a saint who never sold a single favor, Obama was born with a $200 million net worth, and Trump, the guy whose hotels got trashed by your pink-haired Antifa pals for four years, is somehow the grifter.
Newsflash, Trump’s the only president to skip his paycheck, leave the White House poorer than when he started, and he’s doing it again. Meanwhile, Clinton’s swimming in cash, Obama’s mansion-hopping, and Biden’s whole clan is raking it in like a mob family.
You? You’re so deep in the Democrat delusion you’re practically a case study. Your party’s gone full psycho, rioting in the streets, screaming about Russian boogeymen, and clutching their TDS like a security blanket.
Normal people get over election losses, but you lot? You’re spiraling so hard I’m picturing you in a padded room, muttering about MAGA conspiracies while a nurse slips you a sedative. Keep digging, geniuses, you’re almost at rock bottom.