People have always told me that I look like Tom Petty except more bald. I ask a hairdresser to fix up my hair exactly like his. Then, I walk through the city pretending to be Tom Petty. People buy me drinks.
Donald Trump rents a room for his mistress on the second floor of a noisy and cluttered family home. Her ceiling is only 5 feet high, so Donald hunches over and talks to her awkwardly from the doorway.