P.S.: On my way out, some loser mumbled that Abraham Lincoln would turn in his grave… Of course, I had that scumbag kicked out immediately.

The Third World War—I ain’t laughing. Fuck, I don’t even believe my own crap. It was basically just about taking this little punk from Ukraine for a ride on live camera. The little guy is now finished and won’t be coming back anytime soon.

Now I can negotiate in peace with my buddy Vladimir and nicely split up Ukraine’s natural resources between us.

I’m already looking forward to the trip to Moscow. Vladimir always has the best girls. In case of doubt, I don’t even have to shell out any hush money, since they don’t know English anyway.

Hehe, Donaldo out!

P.S.: Tomorrow I have to ask old Pete how far along we are with the Greenland operation. It’s taking way too long again.