Holy shit. I’ve figured it out. I’ve cracked the master plan.
“Um, excuse me, stolen classified documents piled high to the rafters in my bathroom? I believe that’s the New York attorney general’s bathroom, athankyouverymuch. Case dismissed!”
This makes the fairly generous assumption that the man is capable of planning, but whatever.
“Officer, there’s no way I shot that man. Because my gun is currently in the evidence room. Also check fucking mate. (Drops mic, dabs, makes out with the hottest cop and wheelies out)”
Holy shit. I’ve figured it out. I’ve cracked the master plan.
“Um, excuse me, stolen classified documents piled high to the rafters in my bathroom? I believe that’s the New York attorney general’s bathroom, athankyouverymuch. Case dismissed!”
This makes the fairly generous assumption that the man is capable of planning, but whatever.Genius play by Master Trump.
“Officer, there’s no way I shot that man. Because my gun is currently in the evidence room. Also check fucking mate. (Drops mic, dabs, makes out with the hottest cop and wheelies out)”