Trump at his next rally:
They put me at the FRYER. The toughest job at McDonalds, the widow maker they call it, usually it takes years of training to work the fryer, but they gave it to me first thing. No way low IQ Kamalamala could have done it.
[10 minute diatribe about Harris]
See it really takes smarts. Not many people know this but you have to take the fries out of the bag before you put them in the fryer. You put the fries in a basket, many people think that you just dump them in the oil, but they have this little basket, the most amazing invention known to man, whoever thought of that must be a genius not as genius as me of course, but a genius none the less, did I ever tell you that my uncle went to MIT
[5 minute reminiscence about his uncle and how smart Trump is].
So you put the fries in the basket and put the basket in the oil. You might think you are done at this point, but your not, you have to wait, and wait until those fries cook. Now you are looking at those fries turning brown but you don’t know if they are done, so you might think that you just reach in and grab one to taste how done it is, but they don’t let you do that apparently its against regulations.
[20 minute diatribe about the nanny state].
Instead that have this buzzer, and when the buzzer goes off its time to take out the fries, nobody knows how the buzzer knows when the fries are done but it does. But then came the hard part getting the fries out of the fryer and into the place where the people can get them. It was hot and the oil was flying everywhere and the fries weighed a ton, believe me no one in the history of the world suffered as much as a suffered getting those fries out, but after I dumped them in the hopper the manager came up to me and told me that never in all her 20, 25, 30 years of amanging a McDonalds, never had she seen someone operate the fryer as well as I did.
Then just as we were leaving this big black biker dude came up to me 7 foot tall muscles tatoos all over and he looked at me with tears in his eyes and said “Sir I was going to vote for Kamalam, since I know that she was going to bring all that fentanyl over the border and I’m addicted to fentanyl so I was going to vote for her. But then I tried one of your fries and it was so good that I realized that I didn’t need drugs anymore. Thank you sir you saved my life!”