"Mr. Trump, there is only one thing that I would really want to know," Ed said.
"Yes? What would you like to know young man?"
Ed squints his eyes.
"If there is a state of thought that is equal to the unrest of society, how can we underestimate the ultimate goal of plausible unity?"
Ed waits for a response as Donald Trump examines the question. He adjusts his stance and places his hand on his chin. The gears were really working in that head, and then...
"Well, you see when--" Trump begins, but he stops when Ed grabs a chunk of his hair shaking his head around.
"Woogaa woogaa woogaa!" Ed shouts and then runs away in a hurry.
Donald Trump can only stand there with his hair sticking out to one side.