He woke up one morning to find he was sharing the bed with the bloody severed nuclear warhead of his prized Inter Continental Racing Missile. . . scared him almost to death! In other words someone made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. . . it cam from the . . . (cue ominous portent music). . . "The Trumpfather"
I think Mr. Kim said to Mr. Trump (like Dr. Evil) give me one meellion dollars or I will nuke you, and Mr. Trump threw down a million dollars and said there you go. Now lets talk about how much more you can have if you go along with me.