MegaMan Will Be Watching!

"Good evening my fellow Americans, to those who have joined us here in the audience and to those of you that have tuned into us on your televisions. I thank you and welcome to you American Idiots." President Obama said.

"This show, of course is my idea. It will balance the budget, stimulate the economy, resolve the health care crisis, provide adequate health care for everyone and much more than that. I'm sure it will resolve problems I haven't even thought of, as of yet. And Ladies and Gentleman this show is all the entertainment you and your family will need, so tune into to our nightly broadcast here at the SS network. Remember my fellow Americans, Socialism Saves and you on your own are too stupid and irresponsible to make decisions for yourself. Now lets get the show started."

"For the talent portions of our show, we have recruited two celebrity judges, our first judge you may well know, MegaMan the MadMan, the alien, from outer space sent here to save the world. Obviously his planet isn't to well informed, because they didn't predict my election. Why does the world need saving? After all I'm the President, what else does the world need. Our next judge, just free from her duties with American Idol, Paula Abdul. We will round out our panel each week with a guest judge, this week and this in no way indicates support of the so called "death panels" that we heard so much about from the radical right...Here he is Dr. Jack Kervorkian...."

"Now we will take a moment...I am a liar a fraud and a cheat....I sold the American people a bill of rotten goods.."

The President babbled on as several staff members charged the stage. As the staff members charged toward the President, Secret Service agents charged for the the staffers.

A melee broke out.

The Secret Service agents thinking the staffers were terrorists began to restrain the staffers. The staffers worried the President with a microphone and audience and a sabotaged teleprompter were worried the audience might here the truth fought to fix the teleprompter.

The audience was just happy to see some action cheered everyone on.

Eventually everything was brought under control and the President was back in true form and reading from his teleprompter.

"Before we begin with the talent portion of American Idiots we will begin with the segment I call The Bailout Price is Right....OK let's get started... Our first contestant...Jonathon Sprint...Come on down your our first contestant on The Bailout Price is Right..."

President Obama picked two more lucky contestants.

Then began again. "This is how we play the game...each contestant will be given the opportunity to offer a dollar amount in assistance to the unfortunate corporations and banks of our country. The one offering the most will win a fabulous prize."

The President turned. A luxurious black sports car, driven by a gorgeous model pulled onto stage.

"Wow I'd love to have that..great prize.." The contestants screamed exuberantly.

"I'm sorry, but this is the industry we're bailing out today...this is your prize."

From the corner of the stage an ass kicked and hee-hawed to the middle of the stage. The bikini clad model frazzled from the tumultuous ride in-readjusted her swimsuit and her once perfectly styled head of blond hair.

"This also serves as part of my get green America program and a way to rid us of foreign oil. You get to ride home in a Thoroughbred. An ass, an America ass, bred right here in the US of A. Bred by American hands. The shit shovelled by fully undocumented illegal aliens now covered by our health care system."

"First contestant..what is your bailout proposal. And remember audience we want your participation in this too."

"No more bailouts..Bailouts are a fraud perpetrated on the American people..." A deep voice screamed from the back of the room.

The men in black with Acorn emblazoned on their jerseys attacked. Slingshots in hand pelting the protester in the audience with acorns. The man screamed in agony, dropped to the floor and curled up into a ball as the audience watched in fear.

After being pelted for minutes the torture ceased. The unsavory men assertively grabbed the man and dragged him out of the building. The man screamed obscenities all the way.

"Please continue" The President spoke.

The first contestant meekly spoke up. "5 million?"

"What...5 million... you can do better than that." The president responded angrily.

The men from acorn loaded their slingshots. Pointed.

Pointed them at the first contestant.

Feeling the pressure, the man responded. "5 Billion."

"That's more like it." The president responded bristling with pride. "Next contestant. And audience please help."

The audience began yelling and cheering. Billion this and Billion that.

"10 Billion." the next contestant answered.

"40 Billion." The last contest answered.

"Ladies and Gentleman we have our winner, offering the auto industry a meager 40 billion dollars is Grace, all the way from Abilene, Texas."

Grace was escorted on stage, handed her ass and escorted off.

"After a brief message from our sponsors we will begin with the talent portion of our show."
The President said.