Clothes, trash found at the edge of the Texas border. I’ve firmly believed in everybody cleaning up any mess they make all my life. So, here’s the deal. The pair of idiots that caused this mess, and’ve been lyin’ to the American people about it, need to go down to the border, put on a pair of gloves (after some basic instruction as to what gloves are, what they’re used for, and proper method of installation on the hand), and get to work. Mental-case Mayorkas can pick stuff up and toss it into the dump truck the Idiot in Chief’s driving. As much as they’ll complain about it being hard work, I’ll guaran-damn-tee you it’s not NEARLY as hard as bucking bales of second or third-cutting alfalfa.
