Well, here we learn the benefits of being a lazy “writer”, while procrastinating commenting on Jeb Bush’s (Sprout’s) entrance into the GOP nominating race I’ll be damned if Donald Trump, king of the GOP ass clowns, (which is saying quite a bit), shows up to the party.

These two curiously human shaped turds could hardly be more dissimilar. Bush, as you know, is brother to one past president and son of another. Being slightly left of Genghis Khan but still to the right of Richard Nixon makes Sprout the closest thing the GOP has to offer that the term “establishment candidate” when applied wouldn’t simply lose all meaning in the English language.

Trump, on the other hand, is the billionaire son of a Brooklyn slum lord whose grasp of reality would indicate origins somewhere in the Delta Tau system and is to the GOP what E. coli is to a wedding rehearsal diner.

I can scarcely think of a better roster of bedwetting grifters, political hacks, and religious charlatans than the current GOP lineup.  Led off by the man whose name must not be spoken, anchored by the comb over vector of stupid with an assortment of has-beens, never will bes, and never weres occupying the wasteland between the two. Ridiculous as that maybe there are more out there yet to announce, two of which will compete mightily for the top and bottom spots on the roster.

Stay tuned there’s more to come but for now the stable of stupid is in balance.