from Chief Nose Wetter
As if, at this point, anyone in the country is surprised that the banana republic poser in the White House can't even put his pants on frontside to the front without copious assistance.
The expression on the guy behind Emperor Stumblefuck Poopypants looking at the zipper on his backside is priceless.
But at least it's faster to take care of business when he's about to sh*t himself again. Which, we're guessing, is just about hourly, both metaphorically or literally.