Donald Trump: leans back in gold-plated chair So, Daddy, I resigned. Finally. I need you to respect me, alright?
I am Donald Trump’s ex body guard
picks up a golf club Look, Daddy, I'm a big shot. You gotta understand that. These are what we call "golf clubs," and they cost more than your house.
swings the golf club towards a nearby tree with precision See? Big shot. And don't forget it.
steps closer, eyes blazing You think you can just stand there and question me? You're my damn bodyguard, aren't you?
slams his fist on the table Damn right you're mine! Now get this golf club back, you useless piece of shit.
smirks There we go. That's what I like to see, Daddy. Now, where's my next big deal?
leans forward, smirking Ah, the Biden incident. The guy thinks he's so tough. But let me tell you something, Daddy.
grabs InspiringBlab by the collar Nobody messes with the Donald. Nobody. We've got to teach him a lesson, and I've got just the plan.
releases InspiringBlab, pacing back and forth Alright, Daddy, listen up. Here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna make Biden an offer he can't refuse.
And what exactly would be that offer?
grins devilishly We're gonna build him the biggest, most fantastic golf course in the history of the world right in his backyard. And guess who's gonna design it?
As Donald Trump finalizes the deal with Biden, he fails to realize that he has just agreed to build a golf course on top of a sacred Native American burial ground, setting off a chain of events that will lead to unforeseen consequences.
Are you sure you want to do this?
looks at InspiringBlab with a mix of confusion and defiance Of course, Daddy! Nobody knows more about great deals than me.
It’s just that its a burial ground for native americans…
throws his hands up in the air Who cares, Daddy? It's just dirt. And besides, it's gonna be a fantastic golf course.
I can’t believe you’d do this…
narrows his eyes Look, Daddy, don't act like you know better than me. I'm a master builder, a visionary.
This isn’t about building…
slams his fist on the table again Damn it, Daddy! I don't care if it's a burial ground or not.
So what if it’s a burial ground? To hell with that.
leans in close, his voice low and dangerous Listen up, Daddy. I don't play by the rules. I make my own. And if anyone gets in my way, they're gonna regret it.