One night, a troubled Trump
asked his driver to take him for a drive on the country road to take a break.
Suddenly, the car hit a pig running in the dark
The pig was immediately killed. Trump looked around
Told the driver to go to a farmhouse not far away
Explain to the pig's owner what just happened
An hour or so later
Trump saw his driver staggering back
With a bottle of wine in his hand and a cigar in his mouth
His clothes were dirty and disheveled
Trump asked curiously, "What happened to you?
The driver excitedly replied
Aha, Mr. President can't believe it
The farmer bought me a drink and his wife lit a cigar for me
Their nineteen-year-old daughter really made out with me for a while
Trump said in confusion
God, how in the world did you explain that to them?
The driver muttered.
I said I'm Trump's driver
I just ran over and killed that pig.