Little Trump! What is a tiny, tiny, tiny little man like YOU doing UP so late? Did you take your speed late? THAT'S why you're cranky, ISN'T it, Little Trump. Naughty, naughty!  BAD speed! BAD, BAD speed. Exacerbates Little Trump's pre-existing psychopathology, doesn't it Little Trump? Yesss, it does. WELL: Uncle Ben will #AlertTheDayCareStaff that you need your depressant IMMEDIATELY so you can calm the fuck DOWN before Uncle Ben sticks his HAND down your THROAT and rips your LUNGS out. Yesss, Uncle Ben will do that for Tiny Trump. Uncle Ben hates you. Yesss, Uncle Ben hates Tiny Trump very, very much.