Imagine a world in which the title of president gets nowhere near Donald J. Tr***, because he has found his true home as a wailing baby in the world of professional wrestling. Now imagine if this world were threatened and a secret order of female assassins were the only hope of restoring a more just, less orange version of reality. 20!8 is an absurdist comedy for anyone who has wondered if the twenty-teens were a glitch in the space-time continuum.