#DinnerWithTrump Last night, I had dinner with Trump. Between bites of steak, he pitched a new crypto coin: **“TRUMPcoin – Make Crypto Great Again!”** He claimed each coin was backed by *pure American confidence* and a signed red cap. He kept checking the charts, yelling, “We’re mooning! Huge gains!” when it went up 0.01%. He offered me a job as “Chief Meme Officer,” paid in NFTs of his golf swing. As dessert arrived (gold-leaf ice cream, obviously), he whispered, “This coin? It’s gonna be bigger than Bitcoin—tremendous, believe me.” I left with indigestion and a TRUMPcoin keychain. Still unsure if I’m rich.