Over here in the Kingdom of the realNaranjas we can see the only adequate response to this mindblowingly funny post, Allan & the Others: a new joke.
It find it extremely hard to create a new joke. So now, on the early morning of my 71st birthday, I bear a joke-yoke on my shoulder, thanks to you. Nice present! Thank you!
What I foresee for the not too near future is this. On a deserted spot near the Southern border of the then no longer United States we see a scaffolding overseeing a stretch of wall of 100 yards. On the wooden construction an old man with a tainted orange face stands shouting barely audible words in the direction of Mexico. We have to approach him to understand what he is shouting. Oh yes, now we know.
He shouts: ‘Ich bin Donald Trump, the greatest president ever!’