Trump and his paid companions were in a small plane that crashed. They could see a light in the distance and made their way toward it. It was an isolated pig farm. The farmer had no phone so they would have to spend the night and the farmer would take him to town in the morning. The farmer said, "I can put all of you, but one on the floor to sleep and one of you is going to have to sleep with Beauty. Trump said he was the most powerful and he would get to have the choice of sleeping with Beauty. Turns out Beauty was one of the farmer's prize pigs. The farmer took trump out to Beauty's pen. Minutes later there came a knock at the door. One of the guys got up and answered it. There was Beauty. Even pigs got pride.