The U-S/Denmark Diplomatic Crisis, Summarized. (Humour)
Imaginary dialogue between Mette Fredericksen and MF45.
45- Hi, lovely lady and dear partner, ya know, I have a great idea. Do you really need Greenland?
MF- Well, hi Mr Trump. How are you doing?
45- Fine, but it's not the answer I'm waiting for. I'd just asked if you need Greenland, I want it because I like it, it's great and empty,, I want to built a great goldy Trump Tower over there.
MF-Mr Trump, I expected you were calling me to discuss your upcoming official travel to Copenhagen...
45- Answer my question, you liberal communist Muslim €€&@#(!
MF- Oh oh oh, you don't have to turn gross! I'm not selling Greenland, and certainly not to you. Do you know what sovereignty means?
45- Ehhhhh? Something meaning a king, a sovereign?
(A loud sigh can be heard from the end of the line in the Oval office)
MF-OK Mr Trump, I have to leave now. See you soon...
45- (Angry tone) WAIT! Why don't you call me Mr President?
MF- My heart tells me to call you an unkind nickname, but as I am an adult, be happy I call you Mr Trump
45-(begins to cry like a baby) So I... won't be coming at your party! You're not my friend anymore! You,..... You.... Are a NASTY GIRL! Melania, the lady is nasty BWAAAAAA!!!!
(Locking of the phone can be heard from Danemark)
END.
A nice, realistic scene that can be replayed between any school teacher as Danish PM and any kindergarten kid.
