What the hell just happened? Five o’clock on a Friday and this guy with no vowels in his name announces that we’re broke. Didn’t I just see your boss, THE DONALD, tell us everything was hunkie dorie?
I feel cheated. I feel broken up with by text. I don’t like his looks and everyone seems to be doing some funky stuff with their hair in their old age. Face it, this is the face of a guy even my high school classmates would beat up.
Does this picture and the words, “trust me,” go together? Oh, hell no.
STEVE MNUCIN SHOOTS BLANKS
He dyes his eyebrows.