Trump goes on to say that if anybody doesn’t want to vote for him, he’ll fire them because they’re stupid. OK, I have a weird affection for Trump that is probably more Stockholm Syndrome than anything else, but I absolutely hate this.
OK, he gobs on about the Trump Hotel collection, and this week their task is to create a “conceptual ad campaign” for the collection. A “conceptual ad”? That’s an ad you feel, man. They have to do a four-page spread which will be featured in a magazine that nobody has ever heard of before. They’re judged on creativity, originality, and overall pitch. Ivanka will be involved in the judging, so Trump’s wingmen are Don Jr. and Pete White from Venture Bros. Oh, my mistake. That’s just Eric Trump.
This: “And it ends with the line “The Future is Trump”, and that’s actually the most terrifying thing I can envision. Imagine Trump as a brain in a jar (still with the hair, though), shouting orders at his StormTrumpers as they round up the last survivors of the Gold Wars. A band of scrappy rebels stands in opposition, but their primitive spears and blowguns can’t penetrate the golden armor of the StormTrumpers. Their only hope? The chosen ones – Anderson Cooper, Mahsa, and Eric Trump (who has been exiled from the kingdom and spent the last ten years living underground and training all manner of burrowing rodents to do his bidding).” is one of the funniest paragraphs ever written! Also, on a related note, does Eric Trump not have any access to lip balm? If I can tell you are need of lip moisturizers thru the TV screen, you’re in trouble!