I met DJT a long time ago, and he told me his sad story of his little hands. <br> <br> <br> <br>He said he was walking along a beach when he found a bottle. As he brushed the dust away, this beautiful Genie appeared. He said you wouldnt believe... Man this Genie was beautiful. <br> <br> <br> <br>He said the Genie was telling him about a wish, but he couldnt stop thinking about how beautiful she was. He said he reached out to grab her by the you know what, but his hand went right through her. The Genie told him that she didnt have one of those things. <br> <br> <br> <br>He then says... This is where I think I messed up. He said to the Genie How about a little hand job.