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Trump Will Be Forced to Listen to Secret Hush Money Recording and He’s Going to Explode in Anger

This should be fun.

In 2016, when Trump first ran for president, he had some obstacles to clear. He had to overcome not just the video of him making fun of a disabled reporter, but also the recording of him talking to Billy Bush about his ability to sexually assault women without consequences.

“I don’t wait, I just kiss” he said. “And when you’re a star, they’ll let you do it. You can do anything.”

Now, Trump faces another recording, this time by his former “fixer” and attorney Michael Cohen, directly in line with his current criminal trial.

The trial is over him covering up his finances in order to conceal “hush money” payments he made to adult film actress Stormy Daniels, AKA Stephanie Clifford, and how that could have been an effort to better his chances at winning the 2016 election.

But Daniels wasn’t the only woman he had an affair with while his wife Melania was pregnant with their son, Barron.

He also stepped out with Karen McDougal, a former Playboy centerfold model. And he tried to pay her off, too, giving the National Enquirer money to “buy” the exclusive rights to McDougal’s allegations. But they never got the money. And Michael Cohen recorded his conversation with David Pecker, the former CEO of the group that publishes the tabloid.

Now Trump is going to have to sit and listen in court — because remember, this is a criminal trial that he’s required to attend — to a recorded conversation between Cohen and Pecker about how Trump never held up his end of the bargain.

Pecker, no pun intended, was apparently exasperated by the fact that Trump hadn’t given him the money he was due. After all, if someone just makes a credible allegation, you pay them out of your own pocket for the “exclusive rights” to the tale.

So obviously Trump made an offer, and then reneged on it.

He’s now been told that he’ll hear a recording of Cohen’s conversation with him about the “hush money” payments that he made to both Daniels and McDougal.

It’s hard to compete with hard evidence, Donnie. But let’s see how this goes.

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Andrew is a dark blue speck in deep red Central Washington, writing with the conviction of 18 years at the keyboard and too much politics to even stand. When not furiously stabbing the keys on breaking news stories, he writes poetry, prose, essays, haiku, lectures, stories for grief therapy, wedding ceremonies, detailed instructions on making doughnuts from canned biscuit dough (more sugar than cinnamon — duh), and equations to determine the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow. A girlfriend, a dog, two cats, and two birds round out the equation, and in his spare time, Drewbear likes to imagine what it must be like to have spare time.

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