"Mexicans are gonna pay for it," he says smugly. "Oh yeah, they'll pay. We're gonna make 'em. Hey, is Pebbles of legal age yet? Man, I have a thing for red heads with bones in their hair. Did I mention that if my daughter weren't my daughter I'd boink her? She's a sex-pot."
Robyn: You're a sick, sick, evil, twisted, racist, hateful, ignoramus, sir.
Trump: Hey, I like sex, and a man has his rights, whether or not he's married. I have no problems in that area. Believe me, I have no problems. But shut your trap little runt about the amus. That's not my thing, you pervert!
Robyn raises her longest finger as she notices a wet yet clean beaver, a special vacuum, and Martha Stewart's upper half. "Crap. So sorry, my friends."

"Hi, I'm Martha Stewart, and I like to clean up inside. You never know when you might have visitors. For that reason, I designed the Vaginal Vacuum. It's lightweight, easy to operate, and it bends with my intricate cobwebs, jolting speed bumps, and glaring road-blocks. Vacuum any time you like, day or night. You can purchase Martha Stewart's Vaginal Vac for only $899. Batteries not included. Remember, a clean beaver always finds more wood."

