When a shit apple falls from the tree....
Oh man, I've been literally dancing all morning to the news that precious princess Ivanka is in deep, deep shit. (Mrs. Glam has been laughing at me all morning) This news is fucking Christmas come early over here!
"She's a calming influence." Bullshit. "She's really a liberal." Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! She's a Trump. Ipso facto, she's a goddamn criminal who doesn't believe the law applies to her spoiled, entitled ass.
Added bonus? She seems to be the only thing besides his business and himself that he gives two fucks about. Probably because he can't get into her pants. (And if he did, she'd be on the fucking curb the next day. Forbidden fruit is the most desired after all.) Regardless, precious princess in handcuffs would send him right over the edge. Both mentally and physically. He'd probably suffer a coronary on the spot. And as he lay dying, the realization that he caused this would sink on him like a fucking stone. I cannot wait. Karma's coming. Like a fucking freight train, baby....
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it's symbolized as Yamantaka, the Lord of Death, rolling his wheel of sharp weapons over you.
Glad I'm not Tibetan Bhuddist! 
