Back in the ‘80’s Vanity Fair EIC Graydon Carter and gal-pal Kurt Andersen started a satirical magazine called Spy. As publications of this nature are wont to do, Spy had a bunch targets whose skin it liked to get under, as it were, but none more than the man himself, Donald Trump (who the mag affectionately referred to as a “the short-fingered vulgarian”). One of Spy’s more famous pranks (which we *won’t* be shamelessly ripping off at some point in the near future) was sending 64-cent checks to a bunch of millionaires (see: today’s billionaires) to see who would cash their respective pots of gold. Whoever did so was subsequently sent a 32-cent check, then a 16-cent check and so on and so forth. According to Carter, Trump and one other cheapskate Saving Susan were the only ones to cash in all the way down to 16. The other day, Trumpskie denied having done so, shared TMI, and offered a scathing and hirsute observation:

My fingers are long and beautiful, as, it has been well documented, are various other parts of my body. From what I hear, the same cannot be said of editors of the failed Spy. Spy was a total failure and they're trying to resurrect its memory from the ashes. While I have always liked Graydon Carter, he is lucky to be working for Si Newhouse, especially with how badly Vanity Fair magazine is currently doing. Without Si, he'd just be another overweight editor with bad hair.

He would certainly know.

TRUMP FINGERS SPY 'FAILURE' [NY Post]