The man, known for his loud voice, starts his day with a tweet, declaring new rules to his followers. His aide stands nervously by, waiting for instructions.
“I’ve had it with trade!”[/@ch_1_d] he declares with a frown. [@ch_2]His aide tries to reason with him, highlighting the consequences of more tariffs, but his words fall on deaf ears.
He taxes French perfumes, Canadian cheese, and even tropical teas. The list grows longer, each item adding to the mounting pressure in the room.
“They’re shipping us icebergs, those freeloading birds!” he roars, pointing at penguins. His aide stutters, trying to explain that penguins don’t trade, but the man is relentless.
Realizing his mistake, he reaches out to the penguins, hoping to mend relations. The penguins, in their black-tie delight, send him a snowball, perhaps as a peace offering.
With a sigh, he decides to let bygones be bygones, ready to embrace a new chapter of trade and cooperation. The aide smiles, relieved at the change of heart, as the man prepares to tweet his new plan.
