Hell hath no fury like Michael Cohen scorned.
After Donald Trump was elected in 2016, the new president told Cohen to pound sand when he begged his then-boss to let him tag along to the pinnacle of power in Washington. Cohen, Trump’s personal attorney, had delusions of grandeur that he’d serve as the next attorney general or White House chief of staff. (Try to stifle the raucous laughter.)
But by then, Trump had figured out that his bumbling, self-proclaimed "fixer" couldn’t fix a broken shoelace.