Did you think I've forgotten, Dahnald?
For a thousand years I have waited, watched in dejection as you made your pitiful country great again. I really hope you enjoyed yourself -- I do, because in the time that you're president I have amassed a great and terrible army of skeleton delegates; skelegates, if you will, Dahnald. Without you around to ward off the forces of chaos, I can finally escape from my prison. You just made your first mistake, Dahnald. Now I can return to that fateful night in 2016 and claim what is rightfully mine. Together, with my army of skelegates, I will finally have the majority needed, to become the Republican nominee, and fight for a principled, conservative campaign for president. Nothing will stand in our way. Goodbye, Dahnald. Your New York ways will taint the party no longer. This is the priesthood rising! With my new powers, I will plunge this country into 10,000 years of darkness -- and the delegates, they will be at my side every step of the way.
Thank you, Dahnald. Thank you.
