"Steve, tell about the books."
"Everyone will write books about how great your administration was."
"And they'll write lots of books because we still got lots more years to go. Right, Steve?"
"That's right, Donny. We still have years to go."
"Tell again how many years, Steve."
"There's about three and a half years to the next election, and if we win that..."
"We will- we will-we will-we will! Won't we! Cause we're the best! Right?"
"Calm down, Donny, or I'll call in the Secret Service."
"No, please. I promise I'll be good. Just tell about the media. Pleeease, Steve."
"OK, the media are evil."
"I know- because they lie all the time and they're so unfair and they hate me. Right, Steve?"
"That's right, they hate you."
"And I'm gonna put it all on twitter. And everyone will know they're so nasty. Right, Steve?"
"Now what did we say about twitter, Donny?"
"Uh. That I'm not supposed to go on it so much?"
"That's right, Donny. You're not supposed to go on twitter so much. It causes a lot of trouble."
"Oh I know. But sometimes, sometimes I forget. There's so much stuff I have to remember. Remember how I almost forgot to salute the flag? That nice lady helped me."
"I remember."
"Is that the lady I'm allowed to grab by the pussy, Steve?"
"We'll talk about that in the morning. Good night, Donny."
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