Well, tumblindice threw something out there in post #70 but it's a far cry from the real deal. Here's what's going down. You know that mysterious, private, one-on-one, face to face meeting they had months ago? I thought so. What you DON'T know is this, I was a fly on the wall at that meeting. Here is what I recorded:
The Don: Well, hello Ted, how are ya doin'?
Cruz: Just fine. Thanks.
The Don: Close the door Ted, this is a secure room.
Cruz: Ok, great.
The Don: Alright, whatcha got kid?
Cruz: Well, you do know that once we get rid of the has-beens and those that never stood a chance in the first place, it is going to come down to me and you, right?
The Don: Oh yeah, I've had that figured out except that I'm gonna be wildly more popular than you. I mean, I can't help it. I'm fantastic!
Cruz: Yes Don, I know. But here is the deal.
The Don: I'm listening.
Cruz: There is going to come a time when we will have to become opponents, at least for a time. We will have to say some things that are not very complimentary toward one another.
The Don: Man, now you're talking my cup of tea! I mean, look at you. What's with the sloppy jacket? You look like a damn bum! Don't you guys even have decent tailors down in Texas?
Cruz: Donald please. Not yet. It is not time yet.
The Don: Okay, okay, sorry. Go on with your plan.
Cruz: Thanks, so, when the time comes I suggest that you let me fire the first shot. I will say something about your New York values that will be considered as an attack.
The Don: Whoa there Teddyboy, you're about to piss me off!
Cruz: Hold on Don. Listen, it won't really be an attack. It will just be the signal to start confronting one another. You understand right?
The Don: Oh, I understand alright. I understand that if you say something bad about my New York values in public that I will tear you limb from limb! I will call you every name in the book! A liar, a cheat, a thief! You name it. Capishe?!?
Cruz: Yes Donald, I have thought that through. I will be prepared to take anything you throw at me. The only thing is, it can't go on forever or we will turn the voters completely off to us both and allow the Washington Cartel to get their foot in the door for them to get a victory at the convention. We can't let that happen. At some point a truce will have to be called.
The Don: I agree. We can't let that happen. I'm sick of the stupid pukes in D.C. that can't even make a single good deal! I mean, NOT ONE!
Cruz: I know, that is the point. Well, what do you think?
The Don: I think it sounds like a decent plan that I will agree with on one condition.
Cruz: What's that?
The Don: I am the one that calls the truce. Not you. Me! 'Cause I'm not gonna call a truce unless and until I know that I won the war. Ya got it? Deal?
Cruz: Deal!
The Don: Oh, and Ted.
Cruz: Yes?
The Don: Do something about that jacket. I have to go out now and get my picture taken with you and, quite frankly, you make me look bad. Don't do that again.
Cruz: I'll get it fixed Donald. See you down the road.
The Don: Bye.
Well, now you know, but please guys, keep this to yourselves It is not supposed to get out. Ok? Good.
