So the medieval Saudi Arabia, send a assassin squad to kill a journalist. They deny they killed him, then claim he left kicking his height, whistling merrily. But then they didn’t say that, when Turkey voted for a Saudi Christmas, by letting the bird out of the oven and claimed they had it on tape.
“Oh that’s right, fuck, how did we forget that! It was a rogue action. Yes that right, rogues, bloody swines. We were just saying how much we loved the guy. Then, just before the final beheading matinee, bloody homosexuals, we heard that these men, instead of asking him to be a good chap and toe the line, beat him unconscious, beheaded him and cut up his body, took it out in a van and flew it back to Saudi. Shocked is not the word. We didn’t have a Scooby, as in Doo. We don’t know where to look. You selling any armaments by the way?”
Meanwhile, over at the Rogues HQ.
Just imagine the rouges sitting about drinking tea and plotting many a downfall.
“Heh dudes, why don’t we book a flight off our own bat, talk to our cousins at the airport, to allow us to take guns and body dissecting implements on board the plane. Head to the Embassy at the exact time the traitor working for the Washington Post turns up and decaptitate him, causing intense political mayhem, far above our pay grade, but we act alone. We will be scapegoated and probably decapitated ourselves. Whose with me?”
Trump is backing that up.