My Golf Course, My Greatest With, Maybe Ever
Well folks, let me tell you — I just won another golf tournament. A big one. Huge. And not just any tournament — the Trump National Invitational at my incredible, world-famous, totally gorgeous golf course where I can screw all the world with my greatest visions of everyone bowing to me. Nobody hosts tournaments like I do. Nobody wins them like I do either. Some say it’s impossible to win your own tournament. I say — watch me. They said, “Sir, wouldn’t it look bad?” And I said, “Only if I don’t win.” And guess what? I won. I crushed it. I played 18 of the best holes you’ve ever seen. People were crying. Grown men. Tears! That’s how good it was. And the crowd — oh, the crowd. Mostly my staff, of course, but the best staff. Everyone was chanting, “Four more holes! Four more holes!” And folks, I gave them five because the finest of holes was discovered. Because I’m generous. Now, the Fake News Media — the real enemies of golf — they’re talking about something else that happened that day...