"Now, Vince," Trump continued, his voice lowered to a confidential whisper, "I want you to do something really special for me. I want you to show these fine people what a real American hero looks like. You know what I'm talking about, don't you, Vince?" Trump said, winking.
As the crowd watched in shock and disbelief, Vince unzipped his pants and began to defecate on the nearest cashier. The poor employee, a teenage girl barely out of high school, screamed in horror as a massive turd landed on her chest. Vince continued to defecate, oblivious to the chaos he was causing, as the other employees and customers scattered in fear and disgust.
Just then, a commotion broke out at the counter as Kevin Nash, his muscled frame clad in a tight black T-shirt, stormed the joint. His eyes were fixed on Vince, who seemed oblivious to the impending danger. Nash barreled toward him, fists flying, and landed a devastating blow to Vince's gut. The two men tumbled to the ground, flailing and cursing, as shocked patrons scattered out of the way. The fight was brutal and swift, with Nash gaining the upper hand and delivering a series of powerful punches that sent Vince reeling.
Finally, with a triumphant roar, Nash stood victorious over his fallen foe. The crowd, now completely enthralled by the action, erupted into a frenzy of cheers and applause. Even the cashiers, who had been cowering in fear beneath the counter, emerged from their hiding places to offer Nash congratulations and, in some cases, even proposition him for sex. Nash, flushed with victory and adrenaline, accepted the attention with a cocky grin, basking in the glory of the moment. And so, the legend of Kevin Nash continued to grow, as he stood triumphant in the Burger King, bloodied but unbowed.
