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‘Nap Time Grandpa’: Trump Mocked for Falling Asleep During One of His Own Press Conferences

Ah, the lullaby of running for the most important job in America.

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Imagine how tired you’d have to be if you fell asleep in a job interview. I mean, how embarrassing is that? The people you’re hoping to work for are literally in the room, and you can’t keep your eyes open long enough to even pretend that you care about what’s going on.

Okay, now imagine the job you’re interviewing for is President of the United States.

Because that’s how Donald Trump spent his weekend, folks — snoozing while sitting upright. Who knows, maybe he’s got butt warmers in the overcoat he seems to have made a habit of sitting on, and it feels like one of those long car trips where you really ought to have the windows down and the music up a little louder so you don’t lane-drift.

“An exhausted Trump appears to be falling asleep during his campaign event,” read the caption from X account Kamala HQ. They posted a clip of Trump’s mini-siesta:

Let me tell you, people were not impressed.

Don’t get me wrong. I get jet lag thinking about driving across the bridge to the east side of the river I live on so I can go to Costco. But, see, I’m not running for president then, am I?

If Trump’s going to let himself get tired, he should start with getting tired of how often people compare him to a bowl of chowder that’s been simmering too long. If you’re going to act like you’re on drugs (like everyone thinks), at least keep up with your dosage.

Judgment came quick:

That last guy has a point, too. We watched Donny Boy drift off any number of times while he was facing something arguably FAR more important than just winning this campaign.

And by now, you know your humble author. I have a theory about almost everything. The theory on this one is simple, though. Donald Trump just doesn’t care.

He is treating this entire campaign as a formality. In his mind, he’s already back in the Oval Office, shooing away bald eagles and enjoying a nice taco salad in that awesome deep fried bowl that one place makes. Sure, there’s too much lettuce even in the dreams that come during his public event-induced slumber, but that’s nothing for SuperTrump™.

He can vanquish vegetables, even while he looks and acts like one on stage. Why, he can eat a taco salad in his sleep. I’m sure doctors have told him that most people can’t do that, it’s very rare. Most people dream about sheep or something. And when he wakes up, you can be DAMN sure he could recite the world’s hardest list of things to remember: Person, woman, man, camera, TV.

That’s because all of those things were around him in that video. He just did not care.

All of those rallies, where Trump says “I could be on the beach right now, amazing the world with my incredible body”? That’s what he’s thinking of in this video. Maybe Cabo, maybe that beach in Croatia that Tiffany told him about after her taxpayer-funded trip to the Dalmatian Coast.

But first, he has to dispatch that pesky Kamala Harris. After that, it’s smooth sailing.

While Anthony here may be exactly right, it’s not actually as funny as we think. In Michigan on Friday, Trump suffered the worst rally malfunction you can imagine for somebody like him — his mic went out.

Did the former leader of the free world spring into action and get his top techs on the job? Nope. He strolled in circles on the stage for more than half the length of a sitcom WAY funnier than watching Donald Trump circle a stage.

“Broken rally. Broken campaign. Broken man. Trump wanders aimlessly on the stage for 17 minutes as his audio goes out during rally in Michigan,” said the guy who posted this video of Drowsy Don basically sleepwalking through a massive speech disaster:

It’s worth a chuckle to watch these clips of Trump’s ongoing dumpster fire of a campaign. But in reality, it’s a little scary that the polls still have it so close.

Andrew Simpson
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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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