"I'm
at this fashion show," Vanessa Trump said, recalling their meeting in
2003. "Donald Trump comes up to me with his son: 'Hi, I'm Donald Trump. I
wanted to introduce you to my son Donald Trump Jr.'"
The
three engaged in a brief, awkward conversation.
At
intermission, the elder Trump again noticed a gorgeous girl nearby.
"Donald
comes back up to me again, 'I don't think you've met my son Donald Trump
Jr.,'" Vanessa Trump recalled. She remembers responding, "Yeah, we
just met, five minutes ago."
Six
weeks later, at a birthday party at a New York restaurant, they were introduced
a third time, this time by a mutual friend. Neither remembered the other.
"We talked for an hour," she recalled.
Then
suddenly, something clicked: Wait, you were at that fashion show. Wait, you're
"the one with the retarded dad!" Vanessa blurted out.
There's a lot going on in Trumpworld this week, much of it centered around the president's eldest son, who apparently isn't too bright.(Google "Donald Trump Jr. stupid".) I'm going to try *not* to spend the day cutting and pasting every example of how dim junior is but it won't be easy. It would all be truly hilarious if his father wasn't president.
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