*Donald and Justin are sitting in the food court of a Mexican Costco, enjoying life*
Donald: This is what life is all about Justin.
Justin: I've never been happier than I am right now.
Donald: Oh and, sorry about before.
Justin: That's quite alright my friend, this more than makes up for it.
Donald: Did I say before? Because I meant ten seconds from now.
Justin: Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll be happy too...
*Russian paratroopers crash through the ceiling of the CostCo and surround Justin with their guns raised*
Donald: Good luck buddy!
*Donald hastily runs out of the CostCo*
*Justin stands up and fixes his tie*
Justin: Can I help you fine gentlemen?
*One Russian soldier steps toward Justin, and removes his mask to reveal that he is Vladimir Putin*
Vladimir: So, I've found you at last Justin Trudeau.
Justin: We literally just met two years ago!
*Vladimir raises an eyebrow as an expression of confusion*
Vladimir: Well, you weren't important back then. Now you are, I am to understand that you arranged the theft of twenty tons of Uranium from Russian stockpiles.
Justin: Did I do that?
Vladimir: Yes you did, and unfortunately for you it is going to cost you your life.
*Vladimir readies his fist and takes a hard swing at Justin, who casually swats the fist to the side*
Justin: I'm sure one of your men would rather...
Vladimir: Shut up, I am expert in hand-to-hand combat.
*Justin sighs and casually swats away Vladimir's attempts at strikes with only one palm*
Vladimir: ENOUGH! I will settle this KGB style.
*Vladimir takes out a knife and presses a button designed to eject the blade. The blade launches for Justin's neck, and he casually catches it between two fingers*
Justin: Was that a ballistic knife? That's so cool. Where did you get that?
*Vladimir scowls and raises a fist, which signals the Russian special forces to form a line all holding ballistic knives pointed toward Justin*
Vladimir: Can you catch this?
*An up-armored Humvee crashes through the wall of the CostCo and rams into the line of Russian special forces, leaving Vladimir as the only one standing. Donald Trump steps out*
Donald: I found a truck.
Vladimir: Donald my friend, help me dispatch this cretin.
Donald: And goodbye.
*Donald hops into the Humvee and speeds off*
*Vladimir charges at Justin. Justin calmly steps to the side causing Vladimir to clumsily crash into a food court table*
*Barack Obama walks into the CostCo and stands beside Justin*
Barack: Have you seen an up-armored Humvee and a set of keys for one?
Justin: Not now Barry, I'm fighting with Vladimir Putin.
*Vladimir charges once more toward Justin, and is tripped by Barack causing him to crash into another food court table*
There is nothing either good or bad, but thinking makes it so. - Hamlet