| | | One of Trump’s aides comes in in the morning and says, “Good morning Mr. President, I should tell you about the dream I had last night”
“Oh,” says Trump, “Was I in it?”
“You were Sir, and it was about your parade. It finally happened, and it was even more hugely terrific than even you thought, Sir. There really were millions of people across the nation, dancing in the streets, all waving flags, and joyfully acclaiming the gilded carriage that you were riding on.”
“Wow,” said Trump, “Sounds great. How did I look?”
“I couldn't really say Sir, the casket was closed.” |
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