BILLINGSGATE POST: In the beginning, the scene of the epic battles between the Trump Runner and Wile E Mueller took place among the stately saguaro cacti that studded the shifting sands of the Sonoran Desert. Too many ACME ANVILS to count were dropped, with the target being the Trump Runner, only to fall on the head of the bewildered Coyote instead.
But now the battle ground has shifted to the canyons of Manhattan, where a free roaming Trump Runner once pecked among beautiful chicks who were attracted to his winner-take-all personality; where dozens of buildings still bear his name and bellmen salute his entrance.
And now, notably, because Wile E Mueller was never able to win even one confrontation versus the Trump Runner, the next MEEP MEEP you hear will more than likely echo among the sky-scrappers that define the canyons of Manhattan. The battle ground between these two behemoths has shifted to a place that offers Wile E more vantage points to drop his gravity controlled ACME ANVILS.
Thus, the Trump Runner tweets: "Just call him Shifty E Mueller."
MEEP MEEP AND OUTT!
NOTE: More to follow.