For argument's sake, let's say you ran into this Trump character in a bar. First off, he's boasting about how incredibly smart, rich and good-looking he is. He's a big, big winner. He's even got his own TV show, and you don't.
Next he starts in on what a HUGE success he is with the ladies, partly because of his, ahem, prodigious masculine endowment. American Pharoah, the racehorse, has got nothing on The Donald.
Trump says you wouldn't believe how many supposedly happily married wives he's debauched. Top women, trophy wives, not that flat-chested specimen with "the face of a dog" sitting with you.
Next he tells you about his hot daughter, the one with the amazing body whom he'd probably date if his supermodel wife wasn't even hotter.