Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for April 05, 2015
Mark: Could we do a mike check, sir? Donald Trump: Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! Me! I! I! I! I! I! I! Mine! Mine! Mine! Mark: He's in! He's out! He's keeping his options open! He may be hard to pin down, but one thing remains the same-- a deep, pathological need for attention! As far back as 1987, he's pretended to run for President, freshening his tacky brand with free media, but always wimping out before the first primary! So here he is, the man with the piggy eyes, contemptuous scowl, and hair like orange cotton candy! Welcome, sir! Trump: You didn't say my name, you freakin' pinhead! Mark: Sorry, sir, I'm blanking on it. How embarrassing. Trump: It's... Mark: Ooh, we're out of time! Our thanks to the caller!