The whole twitter community got excited. Some douchebag working his last day at Twitter, and now we know why, decided to shut down the account of Donald Trump. It was holiday for the haters. They celebrated the minutes the account was down and were happy as fuck.
They only like opinions that matches their own, other opinions are not allowed. They are what I like to call the cuntfaces. The shitheads telling everybody what to do, what to say and what to think. The politcal correct, mostly the ones born with silver spoons up their beaks. Mister, "I ain't looking at strange women", and Misses "That is so totally not like me".
The ones who need to team up to finally have an opinion at all. They aren't the smartest on the block. Unless someones making their beds, they don't sleep at all. "How am I supposed to sleep in an unmade bed" type of assholes.
They had about eleven beautiful minutes, but with just a little bit of working brain, they just unfolowed him and blocked him. In that way you never have to hear his opinion at Twitter ever again. But to who am I talking? The day they find out that a lightswitch works in both ways, they will get mental.
Do yourself a favour, jump off a plane. Do everybody a favour, just forget the parachute.