Electric Grandmother: Hello Man.

Fred Trump: Hi Man.

EG: Please state your name for the record.

FT: Frederick Christ Trump Sr.

EG: Wow.

FT: Yes.

EG: So you died in 1999, correct?

FT: Right-o.

EG: So you never saw 9/11.

FT: What’s that?

EG: It was a terrorist attack on the United States.

FT: Ok.

EG: There’s something else you never saw.

FT: Lay it on me.

EG: Your son Donald became President in 2016, tried to overthrow the government in 2020, then became President AGAIN in 2024.

FT: That’s wild.

EG: You’re not surprised?

FT: Well, maybe a little. I didn’t know you could be President in non-consecutive terms. I guess Taft did it, come to think of it.

EG: You’re thinking of Grover Cleveland.

FT: Do we own any real estate in Cleveland?

EG: I think so? The Trump name is on a lot of property.

FT: Like Trump Plaza! Is Mike Tyson still the champion?

EG: As far as I know. Why did you die?

FT: I was sad.

EG: I see. I read that Donald said that your funeral was the closest he came to ever crying.

FT: That’s kind of weird.

EG: Why does your ear look like cauliflower?

FT: From years of boxing. 

EG: Boxing Helena?

FT: My mother? Hardly. I boxed in boxcars in railroad stations until I died.

EG: Ever beat Tyson?

FT: *laughs* Get real, smarty.

EG: I bet you could beat Tyson and Holyfield at the same time.

FT: Yeah, maybe in my dreams.

EG: Are you proud of Donald for becoming President?

FT: I guess a little. I was hoping he’d maybe build a giant building.

EG: He still could. You seem sad, are you sad?

FT: I miss my son.

EG: You died.

FT: Correct.

EG: What is the last thing you remember?

FT: Going to church.