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Trump EXPLODES on NBC reporter with justified rebuke: 'I say that you are a terrible reporter'



Trump has been portrayed as having made an uncalled for rebuke on an NBC reporter. Most, prejudiced against Trump, were predisposed to agree it was uncalled for. However, these people have only watched the 30-second clip when Trump calls him a terrible reporter. Those who have watched the full video, however, can understand why Trump did as he did because the reporter was much irritable.

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