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They told me no, again?

*wibble*

*blink* Mr. President?

Wow, everyone does come here.

Hey, this is the place where I find my biggest fans!

Well, I um... ~~voted Democrat. Twice.~~ never thought I'd actually meet the President.

A pleasure!

Well, son, it's just a lucky thing that the popular vote means nothing in an election, right?

Yeah... erm, for you, guess so. Heh.

So what's it like being the president? Do you get to do a lot of cool stuff?

Hell, yeah! I get to blow shit up. Plus, I have my own airplane, and I get to take the leftover candy from the Rose Garden Easter egg hunt.

Ooh... I want to be president someday. That sounds fun!

It is, son. And the best part is, you don't have to be qualified to do it!

Wow! Tell me more... how do you get to be president if you're not qualified?

I know I have to wait until I'm thirty five...

It happens...

More and more, amigo.

I'm sure there was a reason.

Sure there was! They're all being re-elected this year. You think they care about what voters think, except in an election year?

...of course not. That's why democracy is terrible.

Exactamundo, Norrin. But thank the lord it works for me.

It doesn't seem to be working.

It's all part of a secret, covert operation, son.

What about everyone else?

That's the beauty of it. It's so secret, not only does nobody else know, but we don't even know what we're doing so that no one else can matter or understand the complex...*shakes head, brain blanks*

Radd! Amigo! When did you get here?

You need help, I think.

... *won't facepalm, but >_>* A few minutes ago.

No about what, Mr. President?

About my bailout! *emo pout*

You're bailout?

My plan to save all humanity!

*thinks, shrugs* Okay, my plan to save the blood sucking money guys.

Sir, I think those are the last people you need to concern yourself saving.

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