It was a bleak winter's day on the somme, rifle in hand and with the trumpeter's lips Rupert knew he would be going over the top today and meet his demise on foreign soil
A most certainly immature and adolescent type of prank, although primitively gratifying, involving dropping a steaming turd onto anything belonging to anyone named Trump.
We booked ourselves a delightful room at Mar-A-Lago and after our dinner and some fine champagne, we generously tipped a few staff members to look the other way and had a field day trumpturding all the way from the moonlit gazebos to the family’s specially housed golf carts!