A Fairytale
Once upon a time a prince lived in a tall tower. His name was Donald. Now, Donald was in quite a fix because his tower was surrounded by a mile wide moat guarded by a witch. The witch fed him regularly, leaving food in his lonely palace room whenever he wasn't looking. He saw her outside his room from time to time walking across the marsh water in what seemed to be an impressive display of her powers. Donald had been living in this palace for 20 years, in fact, he had been born here, and the which raised him as a baby. She taught him English to communicate, and she taught him about the outside world, but never did she let him experience it for himself.
As he got older she visited him less and less leaving him alone and bored. In fact, aside form dropping food and water in his room she only visited him once a month, to cut his hair and give him new clothes. Donald quite frankly had had quite enough of this. The day he turned 20 he devised a plan to escape. There was a specific spot in the room where the witch always cut is hair. He took all of his old clothes and tied them into s long rope which he tied to the ceiling right above where he got his hair cut. he also tied some heave plates to the end of the clothes, and fashioned a device that would release the clothes form the ceiling. He then lay in wait for the day she would come to visit him.
Finally, the day came, and the witch entered his room for the monthly checkup. She did not speak a word to him, she merely placed a pile of clothes on his bed, and went to cut his hair in the usual spot, where he was already waiting for her. She started to cut his hair, and that's when Donald put his plan to action. He pulled a lever releasing the rope of clothes and the bundle of plates fell on the witches head knocking her out cold. Giddy with success, Donald knelt down beside her and whispered into her ear "You have been Trumped". And just like that Donald Trump walked out of the palace and into the free world, where he ran for presidency in the U.S. one year later.
As he got older she visited him less and less leaving him alone and bored. In fact, aside form dropping food and water in his room she only visited him once a month, to cut his hair and give him new clothes. Donald quite frankly had had quite enough of this. The day he turned 20 he devised a plan to escape. There was a specific spot in the room where the witch always cut is hair. He took all of his old clothes and tied them into s long rope which he tied to the ceiling right above where he got his hair cut. he also tied some heave plates to the end of the clothes, and fashioned a device that would release the clothes form the ceiling. He then lay in wait for the day she would come to visit him.
Finally, the day came, and the witch entered his room for the monthly checkup. She did not speak a word to him, she merely placed a pile of clothes on his bed, and went to cut his hair in the usual spot, where he was already waiting for her. She started to cut his hair, and that's when Donald put his plan to action. He pulled a lever releasing the rope of clothes and the bundle of plates fell on the witches head knocking her out cold. Giddy with success, Donald knelt down beside her and whispered into her ear "You have been Trumped". And just like that Donald Trump walked out of the palace and into the free world, where he ran for presidency in the U.S. one year later.