Trump has some General Custer (Holy Mackerel! Look at all the fucking virus) and some Colonel Musrard (trump, in the office, with a sharpie) as well.
That makes him Colon Custard, a title that fits his temperament, abilities, and the image he projects to the word.
Trump2020 = four more years under 400 pounds of colon custard.
No thanks, trump, we’re depressed enough already thanks to you.