Now that he’s through getting noticed for battling with Rosie, he’s turned to professional wrestling to make sure he keeps seeing his name in the papers/tv/cable/penny saver. The WWE is staging some match wherein either Donald or Vince McMahon (the head of that organization) will have to shave their head if they lose. Donald’s not actually wrestling, he’s picking a guy or some shit. Fifth graders everywhere are enthralled by this saga, so I’m sure Combover’s doing it for the kids.
Trump vowed to come to Wrestlemania in Detroit on April 1 and “kick your ass.” McMahon, who is accustomed to playing the villain, snivelingly ducked, claiming to have a bad back, but came up with a counteroffer: “Why don’t I find someone to represent me, and you find someone to represent you?” Trump readily agreed, “But let’s make this a little more interesting. I have quite possibly the most famous head of hair in the world . . . if my guy loses, you can shave my head. But if your guy loses, I’m going to shave your head.” One friend of Trump’s said there’s no way his wrestler could lose: “No one touches his hair.
Except combover weave specialists or the rat that died in it! This is so gay. WWE turned me on as a kid and it’s easy to see why. It’s theatrical, there’s beefy guys in speedos molesting each other, and Vince McMahon regularly makes wrestlers literally kiss his ass. It should take place in a bathhouse fer chrissakes.


























Watch out McMahon this guys helmet hair is a register weapon in 29 states. Seriously, who cares about either of these weirdos.