I teach my shitty students the curriculum.
I pull up the Math on my computer. But I stop... I see the sexiest man alive. He arrives in the doorway. "Hey." He speaks.
I can't help but think how much he resembles a shriveled up, burned, soggy Cheeto. I love it.
"What's your name?" I ask him. The students answer for his pancake ass. "Donald Trump!" they all holler.
I immediately know what I should do next.
"BYE BITCHES!"
I say to the students.
I go with Donald. We go home together. He pulls up to a huge mansion. We go inside without speaking.
"Donald, you are the most gorgeous Cheeto alive. May I get inside that Trump tower?" I say to him as I walk into the kitchen. He sits down and pulls out.. wait! its a va-jing-jong! Donald has mislead me.
Moral----Never let a soggy Cheeto mislead you, like Donald.
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Fanfictioneven though these are life lessons, I highly suggest you don't read these to children