♪♪♪
[announcer] Donald Trump Jr.
is testifying to the Senate Intelligence Committee.
Unfortunately, news cameras are not allowed inside.
[tape whirring]
[man] Would the witness please state your name for the record?
D-- Uh-- [clears throat] Donald Trump Jr.
Uh, previous aliases include "D-T-J," "His Royal Drinkiness,"
"Señor Bong," "The Freak," "2 Fast, 2 Junior-ous,"
and "Sir Shits-Himself."
[woman] Did the President have advanced knowledge
of the Trump Tower meeting?
Yeah, but only because he can see the future!
Like, yesterday, he said he just knows he's going to prison.
That's spooky! [woman] Jesus Christ.
You guys are lawyers, right?
So, okay, I backed over this pizza delivery kid,
and his big-ass Adam's apple dinged my bumper!
Am I entitled to compensation?
[man] Please let's stay on topic.
[tape fast-forwarding]
The secret is to launch the firecracker
from the bottom of your crack.
[tape fast-forwarding]
It stings a little, but you get drunker faster!
[tape fast-forwarding]
Russia collusion? Not I!
I've been crab-fishing on the high seas!
[man] Did you hide a sailor suit in the bathroom?
[woman] How do you feel about your father
putting you in this situation?
Oh, no! Here it comes!
[screaming wildly]
I'll tell you everything!
[tape fast-forwarding]
But when I'm in jail, you guys have to take Kim fishing!
Wait. Does that person have to type everything I say?
[man] Yes, it's the stenographer.
Ass! Whoa! She typed it. [clicking]
Ass, ass, balls! She typed that, too!
♪ Ass, ass, ass, balls ♪
♪ Ass, ass, ass, balls, ass, ass, ass, balls ♪
♪ Ass, ass, ass, balls ♪ [woman] Oh, for Christ's sake.
♪ Ass, ass, ass, balls, ass, ass, ass, balls ♪
♪ Ass, ass, ass, balls, ass, ass, ass, ass, ass ♪
♪ B-a-a-a-a-alls ♪ [clicking]
She's still typing! [man] That's enough!
And could you read that back for us?
[stenographer] "Ass, ass, ass, balls."
-[chuckling] -"Ass, ass, ass, balls."
♪♪♪
You like my sign?
Okay, who built this sign?!
♪♪♪
♪ patriotic music plays ♪
[President Trump] Pizzuh-hut, Soldiers!
We're here in one of Iraq's most Middle Eastern-y cities
to recognize the troops and women dressed as troops
for their tremendous service in wars or whatever.
Mr. President, I want to introduce you
to one of our bravest, Sergeant Tully. She's --
[golf club swings] Shit! I friggin' whiffed!
I wish I could be there to shake your dehydrated hands,
but, you know, golf.
We understand. You're very busy, sir.
Hey, you got the next, much worse thing, Mike Pence.
Shake their hands for me, Mikey!
Pardon my use of the Pence family glove.
Karen says, "Touching a career woman's hand
is a backstage pass to Hades' land."
Don't shake her hand loud! It'll distract my swing!
♪♪♪
I'm Jake Tapper.
And a reminder for folks at home --
no talking during my show.
It appears the President would rather grip his five-iron
than the hand of a soldier.
This behavior has been satirized
by some of America's most skilled cartoonists,
including TV newsman Jake Tapper.
Let's check in with President Chump.
[Tapper] President Chump was golfing,
when he should've been respecting our troops.
♪ brass fanfare plays ♪
It seems this presidency is hitting a lot of bogies.
[crowd disappointedly ahhs]
And that's our show.
Sorry we didn't get to the Flint water crisis.
Tapper is relentless.
Announce my resignation before he draws
another President Chump!
Everything's gonna be fine!
Let's just fly you to Iraq to shake a few hands,
hug a few flags, go pat-pat on a tank like it's a Corgi.
How about instead of Iraq, I fly to -- wait for it --
[both] Mar-a-Lago?
Mar-a-Lago! Yes!
A lot of the club members are military defense contractors.
Why talk to a soldier about war
when you can laugh with a billionaire about war crimes?
You could simply mouth the words "Thank you for your service,"
and I'll fill in the voice later.
[as Pres. Trump] "Ehhh! Thank you for your service. Ehhh!"
It's their job! Am I supposed to thank this Robo-Vacuum, too?
Without the Robo-Vacuum,
you'd be ankle deep in Pop-Tart crumbs.
Why don't we just invite Bill Shine back?
He's the king of optics. No, no, Conway.
I got a simple no-fuss solution to put this issue to bed.
It's time to bring home all the brave, sweaty troops,
and no troops means no me sitting on a plane for ten hours
just to shake hands with some guy named Kyle.
Okay. World peace.
Was the Defense Department made aware?
Chopper's too loud! Can't hear you! Ha, ha!
[Don Jr.] Whatever, Louis!
I didn't even want to go hunting with you anyway!
Ever since I started using every waking moment
of my adult life to compliment my dad,
I have, like, no friends!
I'm your friend!
You're not my friend, Eric. You're my brother and enemy.
I'm not even getting likes on this dank photo
of me playing patty-cake with a jaguar carcass!
-Elon Musk liked it. -Yeah, right.
Like Mr. Tesla himself, owner of "stankmemes.com,"
would ever like my dumb po-oh...
my...ass.
♪♪♪
Joining me now to discuss the President's
sudden mass troop withdrawal -- self-appointed spokesman
for millions of unwitting servicemen,
Senator Lindsey Graham.
The only way to keep this country safe
is to have troops in Yemen for so long
that, when they come home, their dogs forget their scent
and have to take cues from the room
that they should be jumping around all silly-like.
Which brings us to the latest installment of President Chump.
Do I have to stay?
♪ whimsical music plays ♪
[Tapper] The President is withdrawing the troops.
You can't do that at the ATM.
It's not the American Troop Machine.
♪ sad horn plays ♪
Unfortunately, the only currency
the military accepts is respect,
a phrase made famous by soul singer Aretha Franklin.
♪ Aretha Franklin ♪
Tapper, stop! I'm a human being, damn it!
Sir, you can't withdraw the entire military
just to avoid awkward conversation.
Just pretend the troops are me
and replicate our natural, jazz-like banter.
The closest our conversations get to jazz
is when I threaten to beat you with a saxophone.
The bottom line is the perpetual war state
only allows the commander-in-chief
to add troops or shuffle the more confused ones to the back.
♪♪♪
Bill Shine. What are you doing here?
Kellyanne told me you're upset.
You only called into Fox & Friends
for 70 minutes today?
Bill, everyone acts like
troops sacrifice more than I do for this country.
Did you know they let injured veterans
skip the line at Space Mountain?
Doesn't seem right!
That's exactly what I told Goofy.
It's as if my injury doesn't matter.
[President Trump] It was 1969, and I was shipping out
for my fifth deferment from Vietnam.
Nixon had been elected.
Loser John McCain was still in a P-O-W camp
for being a total loser,
and my foot had an appointment with the podiatrist.
America's most notorious draft dodgers were there --
Dutch, an English major from Yale...
Snake Stan from Harvard, an English major.
And Grunt. By God, he was only 18,
celebrating his last summer before shipping off to Yale
for his double major in literature and English.
Give it to me straight, Doc, exactly how my dad told you to.
You have bone spurs.
♪ My foot hurts ♪
-♪ Yeah ♪ -♪ My foot hurts ♪
I left my innocence on the carpet
of that podiatrist's office.
We all did. It's disgraceful
how America treats its draft-dodging scions!
I'll handle this.
You just focus on being the first president
to say "dongasorus" on Yom Kippur.
[Don Jr.] Did you know Elon Musk went bald
and genius-scienced an entire new head of hair?
Just like Dad!
Dad's hair is real, idiot!
[line ringing]
[cellphone rings]
[coughing]
Any moment now, I will be high.
Hello? This is Elon Musk. You're living in a simulation.
Hey! This is Don Junior Trump. You know, from the news?
Ohh. Don Junior Trump. How did you get my number?
You tweeted that you paid five million bucks
for the number 420-6-9.
Oh, lé cool.
So you're the Trump kid with the jaguar carcass?
Yeah! You should come by and shoot it some more!
And maybe hang out? Is that awkward?
-Desperate, much?! -I'm nervous!
No, no, it's not awkward turtle.
I'm pretty busy innovating right now.
[notification chimes] Uh...
But I could come by in, like, 18.4 minutes.
♪♪♪
[Shine] Look at these brave soldiers.
This is how we're gonna fix your handshake problem.
For decades, rumors spread that this flag planting was staged,
a bigger sham than Glenn Beck becoming a scarf guy!
But validity doesn't matter
if the story is prime for marbleizing.
Don't shake it. Fake it!
Shine, last time I participated in a misinformation campaign,
I became president of the United States. Barf.
Fair enough. I guess you could sacrifice
one weekend and fly to Iraq...
♪♪♪
Describe when you feel the pain in your feet.
Every time I almost serve in the military,
it stings pretty bad.
I've already made one sacrifice for this country, Bill,
and I'm not about to make another.
Then, Mr. President, let's fake
you shaking a soldier's hand.
What the hell was that?
A fake-out, sir.
Oh, I get it.
Do that again, and I'll fucking kill ya.
♪♪♪
[President Trump] So, what's the best way
to fake this troop handshake?
I-I'm new to this whole lying thing.
[uproarious laughter]
Okay, okay.
[laughter continues] I said okay!
This country has a rich history of fakery,
like pretending we care about human rights in South America
and not just their tasty bananas.
If you need any fake Iraqi backdrops painted,
it's watercolor week at Karen's heterosexual art class.
I can take every textbook
and paste a bit about you visiting Iraq
over the ten-word summary on that whole Rosa Parks bus thing.
These are the worst goddamn pitches I've ever heard!
And Bill O'Reilly once pitched me
a call-in show titled Late Night Whack Off.
We're just gonna film it on a soundstage.
Can my actress wife play a flight attendant or something?
-No! -Don't blame ya. She sucks.
Just need to be able to tell her I tried.
[Don Jr.] I can't believe I'm boozing with Elon Musk.
It's nice to hang with someone not trying to cancel me.
People talk about me like I'm Dr. Evil.
But Dr. Evil rules.
And Mini-Me, too! [chuckles]
Shit. Rest in peace, Mini-Me.
I really thought I'd win the public's love
with my new hyperloop,
but not even a luxury-car portal for billionaires
could turn my image around.
No matter how hard we try, we just can't get poor
and therefore ugly people to like us.
-To real friends! -And Mini-Me!
♪♪♪
[President Trump] Who are we getting to direct this
handshake video -- Woody Allen,
Bryan Singer, Mario Batali?
I'll film it. I was the visionary behind Jesse Watters
going down to Chinatown to mock first-generation immigrants
who can't quote Tommy Boy. Cool!
Now, I'm thinking the troops come out to their theme song,
which is just the word "money" 500 times.
Um, that's The Apprentice.
Okay. How 'bout this -- instead of troops,
we bring in tax-evading sitcom sidekicks,
bald country musicians,
and a young, weeping Piers Morgan.
-Celebrity Apprentice! -It worked then; it'll work now!
I'd like to get to some of the stars if I can,
but, if not, maybe upload my consciousness
into, like, that star... or even that one.
Elon, this has been the best night of my life,
and I once saw the Cash Cab drive by.
Hey, do you think my dad would want one of your hyperloops?
He'd probably prefer it.
Air Force One's toilet flushes scary.
Well, here's the great thing.
You don't need a toilet on the hyperloop.
You go so fast, your body's only capable
of discharging orgasmic delirium.
But how would we pay for it?
I've been in the red ever since I went all-in on currency
for a fake country called Abo Dabbo.
Uh, do you think getting funding from Congress
would be fire or, like, suss?
Good luck getting it through those vanilla dorks.
They wouldn't even let my dad build a wall
between refugees and their newborns.
Don't worry. I'm from Silicon Valley.
With a smoke machine, disorienting house music,
and the unblinking confidence of a YouTube pickup artist,
anything is possible.
That star's pretty cool. So many cool stars.
♪♪♪
This reminds me of the good ol' days at Fox News.
I bet Roger Ailes is in heaven right now, groping down on us.
My brother started Blackwater
and gave me some tips to get into character --
back straight, chin up, shoot a few civilians.
[Mnuchin] Oh, that's a good idea. We should do that.
I'm late. Whatever.
Go over there and shake
Lieutenant Mnuchin's hand, please. We're rolling.
Well, wait a second. I have to shake a hand?
-Jesus fucking hell! -Ugh!
Fine, fine! Shut up!
And...action!
Wow! Troops! We love the troops!
Oh, no! Enemy attack! I'm so brave!
No other president has ever done this!
I must really love our troops!
[sighs] We'll fix it in post.
No other president has ever done this!
I must really love our troops!
Okay. I'm going to re-defeat ISIS!
[President Trump grunting]
[wham! boing! pop! squeak!]
[President Trump grunting]
[President Trump] Ahh! That's right, ISIS!
[boxing bell dings]
Alright, that's all set.
This handshake has once again proved
our President's undying primordial love
for this country!
Folks, we're having a parade for him across the entire nation
right now led by me!
Let's go! [imitates parade march]
Looks like President Chump has become President Champ.
[boxing bell dings] But instead of
climbing the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art,
like Rocky did, he's climbing the ranks of best Presidents.
♪ Yeah, hey ♪
[Don Jr.] Cory Booker's up there?
That guy's cool as ass! He wears jeans on the weekends.
Just remember -- be as cold and inhuman
as the technology you're selling.
Thanks.
Oh, and, Elon?
Yeah?
Thanks.
♪♪♪
I'm here to revolutionize the world
by installing mass transit for the rest of us.
People who flip out if the flight attendant
asks us to alter our behavior in literally any way.
As a resident of Silicon Valley...
-[senator 1] Ooh! -[senator 2] He lives there.
...I know what it takes to build this hyperloop
fast, cheap, and with technology.
I've been told technology is the future of tech!
Here's a normal train going very slow as ass.
-[senator] Boo! -[Booker] Boresville!
[Schumer] Where's the technology?
But here is my hyperloop, going so fast!
Look at it go!
It's faster than the slow one!
Hey, Schumer, what's the most annoying thing
about mass transit?
When loud groups of unruly teenagers
mock my sensible shoes.
We're on our feet all day!
My hyperloop takes the mass out of mass transit.
It's just you and your car underground.
[senator] So it's a car tunnel?
Turn up the fog.
[senators] Ooh! Great fog tech!
For a hyperloop from -- and I'm thinking randomly --
Washington, D.C., to Mar-a-Lago,
all I'm asking for is $40 million.
Make it a billion, and you have a deal!
[applause]
[all chanting] Speech! Speech! Speech!
Bill, we did it. We made it look like I did it.
How are you this good at optics?
Let's just say... I'm seeing 20/20!
[laughter] Oh, no.
Shut the hell up until I get it!
[feedback whines] Hey, everyone.
My wife bought me a Sony Mini-DCR HC26
a couple Christmases ago, so I caught some fun bloopers.
Enjoy.
Uh-oh. Here we go.
[beep]
Thank you for your shervish.
-Shervish?! -Wait, wait.
[laughter]
[beep] He said what?!
Thank you for your service.
[Conway] Oh, my God!
[Shine] Oh, my God! Call an ambulance!
[beep] Oh, no.
Where is Mnuchin, anyway?
God. I don't even know why I'm doing this.
I genuinely hate the troops. [laughter]
You shouldn't laugh at that!
Honestly, it should turn your blood cold.
Because I am serious. I absolutely hate the troops!
[Pompeo] Pompeo Productions.
[gunfire]
[applause]
Wow. I'm glad you guys like it.
I was nervous when I posted it on YouTube.
[glass shatters]
I can feel everyone's mad at me, but, again, I don't know why.
[feedback whines]
♪♪♪
I'm Wolf Blitzer, and every morning
I wake up in a suit, unsure how it got on my body.
According to a blooper reel
posted by YouTube user "CoolSecretAgent63,"
the footage of Trump shaking the hand of troops was staged.
Joining me now, a man whose brain makes him stutter
out of sheer self-preservation, Rudy Giuliani.
Is it true the troops are so insulted
that they no longer want the president to visit?
Now, let me stop you right there, Shep.
Clearly, Donald Trump didn't shake the hand of a real soldier
because he's too lazy to fly to the Middle East.
Uh-oh! Maybe if I say the same thing backwards,
it's like clicking "undo."
[making rewind noises]
-I'm so sorry, sir. -Sorry?
The troops found out the video's fake,
and now they hate me so much they don't want me to visit?
Shine, you did it! Whoo!
So, if we convert my dad's bed into the elevator,
he could ride his mattress all the way to Mar-a-Lago!
[sighs] Where's the power source?
Ugh! All this thinking has sobered me up.
Want to go to Bringo's?
It's eleven-dollar Coors' night!
Uh, how 'bout you go and I'll meet you there?
Sometimes a genius needs to work alone, you know?
What's the point of being a genius
if you don't have a best friend to share it with?
What's Albert without Einstein?
Yeah, man, go for it. Whatever you need. I'm good.
[President Trump] I'm heading to Mar-a-Lago
for some well-earned me time.
If Melania asks where I am -- Oh, who am I kidding?
Hey, where's the salute-y guy?
You mean the Marine?
He went AWOL when he saw that blooper reel.
Well, one more arm lift I don't have to do today.
Also, your pilots went AWOL, too.
Some people just don't have the personal fortitude
to work for people they hate.
So, you're saying I have to...
[gasps] walk?
♪ My foot hurts ♪
I'd rather ride in a shitty hatchback
with Satan himself!
Did someone say hatchback?
All aboard the S.S. S.S.!
♪♪♪
Ugh! Elon is six hours late. My Coors is piping-hot now!
Merging technology and government
is an important step Congress must take.
Today, Elon Musk's hyperloop.
Tomorrow, functional voting machines
that don't collapse when you close the curtain.
This hyperloop will have serious BDE,
which, of course, stands for Big Dick Energy.
Yeah. Uh-oh. I said it. Can you turn this off?
The hyperloop is gonna break the Internet.
What does the fox say?
He says, "Anyone who doubts the hyperloop
can cash me outside, how 'bout dah!"
Can you turn this off, please?
Hey...What? Just wanted to take another look
at this hyperloop. [sobbing] Turn it off, please!
Let me tell you guys, the hyperloop will be lit A-F.
Hyperloop, Felicia! Please turn it off!
I've always dreamed we'd drive south together, doing 90,
tailgating some Hispanic family road-tripping to Disney.
Can't we just put on the radio?
How about the one CD that's stuck in there?
[Mussorgsky's "Night on Bald Mountain" plays]
Ah-ah. Don't touch the knob. It only gets louder.
You have any snacks or anything?
Doritos Nacho Blasters? Cheetos Nacho Blast 'Ems?
Something even better than junk food -- Soylent!
All your daily vitamins in one thick lurid cream.
How much longer is this gonna be?
This car is sort of the opposite of that bus from Speed --
once you get over 60, it immediately blows up.
And that's how I found out that I'm susceptible to cults
but immune to cyanide capsules.
Oh, look, we're here. Let me out!
Hold on. You have to open all the doors at once,
or it doesn't work.
Mar-a-Lago. The one place in the world
where I'm welcomed with open, gold watch-covered arms.
♪ dramatic music plays ♪
Oh, no! Every board member is a defense contractor!
Forget the troops! I pissed off Lockheed Martin!
Lockheed...
M-a-a-a-artin!
["Night on Bald Mountain" plays]
Don't feel bad about getting kicked out
of your own country club, sir.
I've been kicked out of three Red Robins this week
just for scent alone.
Why is it so hot?
I can't turn on the AC without awakening
a nasty colony of hornets currently breeding in there.
[weakly] Just. Take me. Back.
-Boo! Boo! -Troop hater!
[man] Respect the troops!
I hate the people,
but the people aren't supposed to hate me.
I had military-grade wipers installed
just for these situations.
Comes in handy literally every moment of my life.
-This button? -No! That's the AC!
[hornets buzzing]
Arm yourself! It's the queen!
[Don Jr.] Thanks for coming, Jeff Bezos.
I prefer my billionaires without a full head
of luscious high-tech hair.
I'm glad you called and that your father put aside our feud
to learn how Amazon is revolutionizing
the way our economy hollows out the middle class.
Sure. Hey, you know what would be fun?
Doing an Instagram video just for fun.
Hey, Elo-- Er, shit. Hey, everybody!
I'm here with my best billionaire buddy, Jay-zos.
Is Amazon kicking around any cool innovations?
A flying skateboard? Really funny glasses?
We're adding low-cost housing
to our intercontinental cargo ships
so Amazon Fulfillment Families can sort
recurring toiletry orders from the comfort
of their own intermodal containers.
Uck! Why did I think you'd be cool?!
Your claim to fame is delivering a single tube of toothpaste
in nine pounds of cardboard.
Talk about an understatement.
I won't talk about that actually!
[President Trump] Those guys had it made.
A beach covered in blood and guts is still a beach.
There's still time to save yourself, Mr. President!
Senator Lindsey Graham? What are you doing here?
I'm always right behind you,
just in case you need something like a bottle of water,
a folksy saying with racist undertones,
or if you're ever having trouble with the troops...
The last one! Just go meet 'em.
It's not a sacrifice for you. It's a sacrifice for them.
They're the ones who gotta climb
out of their bunks at 2 a.m. for a photo op
even though on the ballot they wrote in "Ron Paul."
But I specifically said I wouldn't go.
How can I betray my principles?
I used to say Donald Trump was evil human garbage,
but then my best friend who didn't like me died,
and I needed a new best friend who didn't like me,
and that's you.
♪♪♪
[Awesome Chris] Hey, this is Awesome Chris,
and I'm gonna pour 40 ounces of Patrón
into this helium balloon and swallow it.
I wonder if Awesome Chris would be my friend.
-Hey. -What are you doing here?
Shouldn't you be with Cory Booker
and his cool weekend jeans?
Eh. Seeing you with another pursed lipped billionaire
made me miss our laughs.
Remember when we yelled at that waitress for being old,
and she heard us and frowned?
[chuckles] I never meant to use you.
I just saw an opportunity to leverage our friendship
for financial and political gain, and I took it.
You should've just told me that!
I heard your father needs to get to Iraq.
I could sure use some help building a hyperloop.
But Iraq is a hundreds of miles away.
Once you get into the ground, every point is equidistant.
Equi-what?! You are a genius!
[announcer] Tesla Motors.
♪♪♪
The future is affluent.
♪ T-E-S-L-A, Tesla ♪
♪ It's solar power for the elite ♪
♪ Solar power for the elite ♪
♪ T-E-S-L-A, Tesla ♪
♪ Electric cars for the one percent ♪
♪ Millionaires fighting climate change in style ♪
♪ In a car made by that guy ♪
♪ Who called that Thai diver a pedophile ♪
♪ Pedophile, pedophile ♪
♪ T-E-S-L-A, Tesla ♪
♪ Electric cars for the elite ♪
Friends, family,
the millions of people who wanted to be here
but had to pick up a friend from the airport,
today, I head to the Middle East
to shake the hand of a United States soldier.
When will I return?
No one knows, but probably later tonight.
Lindsey, if I don't make it back,
I give you permission to become
an engorged leech upon Mitt Romney.
Thank you, Mr. President. Give that hand hell!
Oh, shit, no pilot.
The military still hates me for hating them!
Handshake is canceled.
Should we just blow up America and start over?
Dad! Wait! I made a friend.
Don, this isn't a time for jokes.
I'm serious! He has this tube, and you get in,
and it's a car, and then you --
He can explain it better than me,
but you go right to Iraq in, like, ten minutes or something.
♪♪♪
Don't worry, Mr. President. We worked out all the kinks.
Who's "we"?
Oh, me and your son Don Jr.
Oh, this will not work.
Relax. I know what I'm doing. I'm from Silicon Vall--
[explosion]
[weakly] Wh-Wha-- What happened?
You blew up, Dad! It was awesome!
And Elon Musk?
He died doing what he loved --
spending lots of money to explode a thing nobody wanted.
And he'll get to die again, someday.
Elon! You're back!
Well, I downloaded my personality from the cloud
into a genetically altered corpse.
I won't give any more details because they're a tad immoral.
Dad, you got wounded while trying to visit a combat zone!
You're a hero!
♪♪♪
And so I stand here in...
Doggy Bag, Iraq...
to shake the hand of the brave citizen
who injured himself on his way to the line of duty -- me.
I encourage the men who serve
and women who abandoned their gender to serve
to take their own hand and shake the hell out of it.
Lord knows I'm not gonna.
Y'all nasty!
-Can we go back to bed? -Ron Paul revolution!
And that was the President earlier today in Iraq,
giving us the inspiration
for another installment of President Chump...
who, after his injury, could receive a Purple Heart.
All he needs is a brain and some courage,
and he'll be the wizard of Washington, D.C.
[chuckles] Those are always fun.
Now on to the looming nuclear war
between India and Pakistan.
['80s-style pop music plays]
♪ Donald Trump is the president ♪
♪ Is Donald Trump the president? ♪
♪ Yes, he is ♪
♪ Yes, he is, we elected him president ♪
♪ Is Donald Trump the president? ♪
♪ Yes, he is ♪
♪ We had a vote and elected him president ♪
♪ Donald Trump is the president ♪
♪ Donald Trump ♪
♪ He is our president ♪
♪ We made him president ♪
♪ We did it ♪
♪ Donald Trump is the president ♪
♪ We elected Donald Trump ♪
♪ Donald Trump is the president ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
Trump!