Baron Guy (all rather luvvy darling): Well, hello there. How are we all today?
Pudding and Lapdog rise to their feet and murmur in unison: My liege.
MacTrump looks nonplussed and whispers to Miller: Should I get…
Miller has already risen and hisses at MacTrump to do the same. The US entourage follow suit.
Baron Guy: Dear Vlad, how’s the new mega-dacha coming along; nearly finished?
Pudding: Yes, my liege…nearly finished.
Baron Guy: You do remember about the vig, don’t you, my boy?
Pudding: Oh yes, of course, Baron. I am so sorry for the delay…
MacTrump to Miller: Which Roth is this?
Miller (murmurring): That’s…God. He’ll have the final say on Gaza.
Baron Guy: Ok, my little chickadees. We were hoping that all this would have been settled by now. We’d dearly like to get back to normal business.
Pudding: Well, Baron, we have tried but…
Baron Guy: Well try harder. Make concessions. Make a deal.
MacTrump: That’s what I Keep saying, Mister Baron.
Pudding: It’s Zelensky. He’s being a hardhead.
Baron Guy: He’s one of the tribe. It’s in his blood.
Netan@yahoo: We could sweeten the deal with some beachfront property in Gaza and his own show on Israeli TV.
At that moment, JD ‘Maybeline’ Vance enters the room and announces: Y’all talkin about that ungrateful SOB Zelensky? Ah sure stuck it to him just like ah did to them Yooropeans.
Baron Guy: Ah, Mister Maybeline.
Netan@yahoo: JD, shush. Now, gentlemen, as the Baron says, we need to see an end to this conflict.
Rubio (holding up his hand sheepishly): If I may…errm, how exactly do we end it?
Netan@yahoo: Do what we did in Gaza; create a false flag operation.
MacTrump (to Rubio): We make up a flag?
Hegseth (his hands visibly shaking): You mean the Hamas attack was…well, planned?
The Baron and Netan@yahoo smile patronisingly.
Netan@yahoo: Oh Peter, do you honestly think that we didn’t know what was happening with Hamas? We planned and coordinated it all. We know what’s going on all the time. Everywhere. Come on, you guys have been at it since whenever…pretty poorly, I must say. I mean, WTC 7? For heaven’s sake.
Pudding and Lapdog chuckle.
Rubio: If I may, what are the plans for a Palestinian homeland?
There is a monent’s silence in the room before the Baron and Netan@yahoo burst into howls of laughter. The rest follow.
MacTrump (hissing): You Idiot. You’re Fired. Mike?
Mike ‘Last’ Waltz: Yes, Mister President.
MactTrump: You’re my New…err…whatever Rubio was Before.
Baron Guy: Ok then, Donnie, you and Vlad come with me. The rest stay here.
The others look at each other like naughty schoolboys and Pete Hegseth holds up a hand.
Pete: May I go to the bathroom please?
Baron Guy (putting an arm around MacTrump’s shoulder): Now, about these tariffs…
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