ORANGE WOMAN HOT: An Open Love Letter To Jen From The Antichrist
Dearest Jennifer, May I pitch woo like the press hurls tough questions? Nobody sees you like I do. Maybe it's the Orange Glow, it blinds them to the truth - YOU ARE NOT YOUR JOB. I see past that and witness a severely compromised person that just needs a hug and a vacation. See, I don't have the luxury of having a beautiful woman to act as my memetic shield, and as an ACTUAL LEADER I don't want one. That you work for a living joke and do it well, like an actress with the worst script and director EVER ... speaks to how amazing you are. Your stoicism and humility are legendary, but they just call you a sociopath. I know better because I was raised by a sociopathic redhead stepmom. You are an apath that got roped into being Satan's Little Helper, like most apaths. Well, my scrumptious little cinnamon roll, my little strawberry shortcake, my little peach cobbler ... HAVE I GOT AN OFFER FOR YOU! Going from Press Secretary to Media Talking Head is a lateral move for su
