Scene: Donald and Vladimir meet for their regular Friday evening beer.
V: Another beer, Donnie boy?
D: Yeah, I need it. Get me some peanuts too, will you?
V: Yes, whatever you want, I’ll get it for you. You’ve had a rough week.
D: Rough as a Red Republican, my friend. Damn sure it was rough. I’ve a woman says she knows me but I don’t know her. Bottom line is I gotta give her five mill. I’ll appeal it though. I appealed to her thirty years ago but she said no. This next appeal will be good.
V: You said you don’t know her?
D: Oh yeah, no. Never heard of her until she said nasty things about me. Nasty things. She’s a nasty person.
V: Nasty people don’t bother me. They don’t stay nasty for long. My secret service girls know how to eliminate the crazy people. They just feed them peanuts laced with truth serum.
D: Jaysus, I’ll just have the ordinary Planters, Vladiboy. None of that truth stuff for me.
The Three Hairs 