Save Daddy Trump Reviews

GOTY of 2019, i know it's 2023, but this 2019 game is an masterpiece! MERICA'!!! 🦅🦅🦅🦅

Save Daddy Trump - This is a third-person shooter where we have to save American President Trump. This will help us nude girl with her magical abilities. What should I do? -Collect money and free Donald Trump. Various quests and funny music in the background.

An actual game, in the light of the election of the President of America, to save the president in a 3D platformer using magic and get money for it, which sounds surreal and at the same time intriguing

I have had enough of Mr. Trump! I'll start by describing just how surly Mr. Trump's ipse dixits are and how they enable Mr. Trump to create a Mr. Trump-centric society in which bellicose dingbats dictate the populace's values and myths, its traditions and archetypes. Then, I'll discuss in great detail how Mr. Trump has an ego of galactic proportions. Fasten your seatbelts; this is going to be a bumpy ride. Uninformed bozos generally warrant that Mr. Trump has no intention to spread ruin widely through the land, but Mr. Trump's often-quoted positions belie this notion. What's scary is that he has had some success at terrorizing the public. Even worse, it seems likely that Mr. Trump will trample into the mud all that is fine and noble and beautiful faster than you can say “microclimatological”. Although things may seem dark now, Mr. Trump can't prevent the sun from rising. He can't prevent me from writing that in his crime syndicate, cynicism is revered, common sense eschewed, and blackguardism matters more than probity. That said, let me continue. The most resentful pedants I've ever seen serve as the priests in Mr. Trump's cult of costive, picayunish anti-intellectualism. These “priests” spend their days basking in Mr. Trump's reflected glory, pausing only when Mr. Trump instructs them to create an unwelcome climate for those of us who are striving to drain the swamp of influence-peddling and the system of pay-to-play. What could be more superstitious? Well, if I knew that, I'd be in Stockholm picking up my prize and a sizable check. He swears that he has the trappings of deity. Despite the emphasis that he places on that asseveration, we all know that it's a willful, malicious, and deliberate lie that serves only to prove that masochism, incendiarism, and Bonapartism follow Mr. Trump's footsteps. Wherever he goes, such things are sure to sprout up. The implication is that my goal is to get Mr. Trump to realize that his apologias for charlatanism fail to convince me that clever one-liners are a valid substitute for actual thinking. Of course, if he insists on remaining an ignorant, uninformed, and ill-informed rampallion, that's his prerogative. Mr. Trump cannot tolerate the world as it is. He needs to live in a world of fantasies. To be more specific, even if the majority of Mr. Trump's henchmen are peaceful, 20% of them intend to break down traditional values. 20% is in fact a large number of people—and is probably a low estimate. You should therefore not disregard the fact that ever since Mr. Trump decided to lead people towards iniquity and sin, his consistent, unvarying line has been that unstable antagonists are more deserving of honor than our nation's war heroes. I sometimes encounter people debating whether or not it would be beneficial to society for Mr. Trump to biologically or psychologically engineer drossy, unctuous drug lords to make them even more headlong than they already are. The arguments pro and con are familiar. On one side is the dodgy assertion that the existence and perpetuation of oligarchism is its own moral justification. On the other side is the more reasonable assertion that his yeomen are tools. Like a hammer or an axe, they are not inherently evil or destructive. The evil is in the force that manipulates them and uses them for destructive purposes. That evil is Trump, who wants nothing less than to shout direct personal insults and invitations to exchange fisticuffs. Purists may object to my failure to present specific examples of Mr. Trump's impulsive put-downs. Fortunately, I do have an explanation for this omission. The explanation demands an understanding of how Mr. Trump's servitors are lower than self-centered fabricators. They are sadistic saboteurs. Those who support their rejoinders or help create the obstinate atmosphere needed for them to pursue a spiteful agenda under the guise of false concern for the environment, poverty, civil rights, or whatever should realize that Mr. Trump's idiotic claim that elected national governments are not accountable to their own people is just that, an idiotic claim. I can easily see Mr. Trump performing the following unforgiving acts. First, he will create massive civil unrest. Then, he will establish tacit boundaries and ground rules for the permissible spectrum of opinion. I do not profess to know how likely is the eventuality I have outlined, but it is a distinct possibility to be kept in mind. He's a headstrong, effrontive nonentity. Consequently, attempting to respond to his arguments with logic is futile. A more productive response is to observe that I have frequently criticized Mr. Trump's unspoken plan to move contemptuous faddism from the self-aggrandizing fringe into a realm of respectability. He usually addresses my criticisms by accusing me of imperialism, gangsterism, child molestation, and halitosis. Mr. Trump hopes that by delegitimizing me this way, no one will listen to me when I say that whenever someone accuses Mr. Trump of portraying the worst sorts of mendacious, snotty half-wits I've ever seen as propagandists, his one-size-fits-all response is that obscurity, evasiveness, incomprehensibility, indirectness, and ambiguity are marks of depth and brilliance. This galimatias should make you realize that Mr. Trump has two imperatives. The first is to doctor evidence and classification systems and make filthy generalizations to support loopy, preconceived views. The second imperative is to take us all on a completely reckless ride into the unknown. Since most people oppose Mr. Trump's unrestrained ploys, he has had to delegitimize our belief systems and replace them with a counter-hegemony that seeks to rot out the foundations of our religious, moral, and political values using every insidious means imaginable. Shame on Mr. Trump for thinking that people like you and me are mindless! He is a disorganized popinjay. I use that label only when it's true. If you don't believe it is, then consider that at no time in the past did stuck-up milksops shamble through the streets of cities, demanding rights they imagine some supernatural power has bestowed upon them. Admittedly, Mr. Trump lashes out at people who have done nothing wrong. But that's because I'm by no means the first person to expose Mr. Trump as a morally questionable pedant. However, it's still somewhat rare for anyone to state publicly that he consumes, infests, and destroys. Mr. Trump lives off the death and destruction of others. For that reason alone we need to sway people toward the realization that he feels that big emotions come from big words. He bases this belief on dubious Internet sources, which backs up my claim that Mr. Trump says that we can stop Fabianism merely by permitting government officials entrée into private homes to search for fastuous, ludibrious harijans. That's a stupid thing to say. It's like saying that he acts in the public interest. Mr. Trump snorts around like a truffle pig in search of proof that there exists a slave colony on Mars that is populated by kidnapped children. I suspect that the only thing that Mr. Trump will find from such a search is that we need to keep our eyes on him. Otherwise, he'll shatter other people's lives and dreams one day. If that thought doesn't send chills down your spine then you are dead to the love of freedom. The rest of us are concerned that Mr. Trump would have us believe that his flimflams are the carriers of civilization and that without them history is silent, literature is dumb, science is crippled, and thought and speculation are at a standstill. The reality, in contrast, is that we must remove our chains and move towards the light. (In case you didn't understand that analogy, the chains symbolize Mr. Trump's wanton, malevolent perversions, and the light represents the goal of unmasking his true face and intentions in regard to stoicism.) ok anyway can i have my $2 back thx

You say we have to collect money to complete the level, then put up invisible walls blocking the money. You should be in jail for fraud and theft. Steam....why do you allow this kind of trash on your platform?

A fun and interesting third person game. Here you save your beloved daddy from sinister magical creatures. The graphics in this game are pretty good, especially for such a penny. The game has 11 levels, where you need to collect money to free your father) If you are in doubt about the purchase, then here's my advice - for your money, it is wonderful)

Well, i'll probably regret paying a few cents and putting nearly 9 fkn hours into this game at some point. But at least now i know why im maidenless. Great Game nonetheless^^ -Should i accept Melina? Advice greatly appreciated

This game is the first that I've ever requested a refund for. I understand that it's like a $1 game but like if you're going to make like over 15 levels with objectives then it's actually stupid for the objectives to be impossible to complete. Like there are countless invisible walls blocking the money and the mechanics are awful.

I was once lost, much like daddy, i needed to be saved. In finding daddy, i found myself. I was to saved. Pretty good game.

I get a lot of fun memories during playing this game. A ton of positive and constantly developing content that will never get bored. A lot of easter eggs that makes gameplay more interesting and breathtaking. I absolutely recommend this game! Save daddy trump! :)