Donald Trump fashions himself as the ultimate player/ Lady’s man. But when you listen to his candid chats with Howard Stern, Trump comes off as a creep, not a stud. The type of man who nurses high school rejections into a lifelong hatred of womankind.
In one clip, they were talking about how some other (unnamed, as per Trump habit) rich men could not get dates and Donald could. Howard Stern was buttering up Trump while trying to pry bedroom details out of him:
Stern: A lot of women go with you because of the money, but they stay with you because you’re delivering something special, right?
Trump: Well, I do think the money makes a difference
Stern: When you get them in the sack, they are satisfied, right?
The fawning Stern pitched the softest of softballs to Trump. At this point, you would think even a third rate lothario could muster up a few cliches — “It’s all in the mood- get the mood right and you’re half way there” , or “my secret ingredient is massage”. Any Romeo worth his tic tacs would have something to say on his favorite subject, right? So how does our smooth operator Trump respond to this question?
Trump: I couldn’t care less. I couldn’t care less
Stunning! Our Alpha man Pickup Master Trump doesn’t have one single thing to say on the subject at all. It turns out he has fewer things to say about pleasing a woman than he does about being a christian — which he obviously knew zip and zilch about. The only thing he had to say was the rather pathetic admission that being rich helps him get laid. Not only did his vocabulary and emotional development stop at age 14, it appears his sexual maturation stopped at that age as well. His idea of sex is simply getting himself off. He could not care less about his sex partners. He just admitted on national radio that he is the worst lover around, and he is too dense to even realize it.
On a rather disturbing side note, Howard Stern asked Trump about his first sexual experience. Trump claimed he lost his virginity at age 14:
It was a young woman, who was really beautiful, she the hot little girl in high school or grammar school or whatever. She was hot.
Hot little girl… in grammar school? Ummmm, Donald- that’s not something you can ‘whatever’ over. It makes you wonder just how consensual this encounter was. The ick/creep factor is off the charts here.