On a very cold night, there was an orange man willing for some warmth, affection and a wall between USA and Mexico. He was making his way through an empty, lonely corridor in the White House. All of sudden, one of the fake flowers that he has passed by on his way, started moving. The noises were quite familiar to the orangy blonde. It was the top beauty Barack Obama. Full in his own person, with his enormous juicy fidget spinner... To be continued.
