Trump is doing a tour of the Australian Outback when his motorcade breaks down in the middle of nowhere.
In the middle his usual ranting, raving and 'dummy spitting, a medium sized plane comes in low the stranded motorcade, lands, taxis back towards them, stops and the pilot climbs.
"Shit mate," the pilot exclaims, "there's no Road-side service around for hundreds of miles, climb aboard and I'll drop you off in Brissie ( Brisbane) where I'm heading to drop my lad back at Boarding School, don't worry, the old Bird's got 6 seats and she's pretty comfortable to fly in, it's only about a 5 hour trip as the crow flies so we'll have there in plenty of time."
Trumpy, the pilot, his lad and 2 of Trumpy's Secret Service Agents get aboard, settle in and the plane takes off once again.
About a half hour later, Trumpy asks the pilot if he has parachutes on board in case of emergency.
"Yeah," the pilot replies, "but only 4 of them though since there's only 4 of us in my family."
Suddenly the plane begins to shake, the left engine stalls and the right engine begins to mis-fire.
The pilots son puts on a parachute, the Secret Service Agent grab one each and the pilot grabs his from behind his seat then he presses a button and the door to the passenger area comes open as he tells everyone they will have to jump to survive.
Trumpy sees his Secret Service Agents jump ship, yells to the pilot as he grabs a bag from in front of the lad, " I'm the Leader of the Free World, I must survive," and leaps out the plane.
Seeing all this happen, the pilot looks to his son and says sadly, "Well my boy, take my 'chute since that bastard has taken yours, I want to know that at least you'll survive."
The son starts to laugh and then says to his father, " Don't worry about it Dad, that dopey Twat hasn't got my 'chute, he took my suitcase instead."