8/12/09
Well I made it to Washington. My journey was a circuitous one, but I am here.

First let me state, although originally I had my doubts, the President and his liberal army has accomplished an enormous service for mankind.

These amazing feats and accomplishments world leaders and apostles have labored to solve since the beginning of time and the

anyway...

After my arrival in D.C., the Presidents entourage escorted me in luxury and honor to the White House. The President was prior engagement and didn't greet me,he sent his apologize and a brief message. The enthusiastic member of his staff that escorted me to my sleeping quarters informed me the President would be back from his trip..and that he had a major announcement to make.

As I wondered what this announcement might be..I watched the news....Speaking at the end of a two-day summit meeting of fellow North American leaders, Obama said, “Now, I’ve got a lot on my plate, and it’s very important for us to sequence these big initiatives in a way where they don’t all just crash at the same time.”


The next day I spoke with the President.."That's when it hit me MM..why waste weeks, months or even years..schmoozing and politicking..when I can do it all in one day one big grand con..This will be the party of the century..M.M. and I will be the host. I have an idea that can't go wrong..If I can have beer summit like I did earlier in the month with the stupid cop and what's his name..then why not do it with the whole ...well everyone..

"What, What.. is it?" I asked.

"Just wait and see.. and watch the magic..I am superman." The President said as he bristled with enthusiasm.

The next day arrived quickly. After breakfast and a shower, the planning began.

The President called me and his top advisers into his briefing room. I was honored to be included in this historic undertaking. Barack, as he insisted I call him introduced me to each member of the staff. After the introductions the meeting began. The President introduced his bold plan of action.

"This is my plan." He spoke confidently. "and I need you to implement it.. it is a bold initiative and will I need you to implement it and I will need you to implement it.."

The staff giggled quickly and one of the staff members politely tapped the teleprompter directly in front of President..

He then continued.

" I will need 100o virgins, beer, vodka, heroin, marijuana, bananas, assassins, ...my guest list has been expanded from this MegaMan and the naked old lady, to include, Al Queda, Arab leaders, Jewish leaders, drug lords, DEA, Presidents of South American Governments..the list continued for approximately 20 minutes..Congressman, leaders of the health care industry and well just invite the entire country, everyone..we're going to solve the entire world's problems in one giant party..Now here's how we do it..."

I have to admit the Presidents plan was bold, but actually thinking about it and the way he'd explained it..it just might solve the entire planet's problems in one great hoopla..

"I've just got to much on my plate and it's time to salvage all my plans before they all come crashing down in one giant mess.."

The planning and organizing continued for a frantic week. Staff and the Presidents advisers scurried from from room to room, juggling blackberry's and cell phones, until finally all the preparations were complete.

The eve of the party was at hand and the entire staff relaxed at a job well done, but still the tension was high as they all knew what was at stake, the stability and peace of the world and the reputation of every self-centered liberal at stake. Could the socialist superhero, the cape crusader of capitalists pigs, the hero of health care reform pull it off..stay tuned..

During the week the Presidents staff - through well placed informants kept him informed of the departure of many of his most important guests. The staff monitored twitter and was able to ascertain the departure of the middle eastern contingent, several well placed lost hikers near important borders notified the President of many of the other departures, then a hitch in the plan..

" Sir we found only 100 virgins, what can we do?" one staffer asked.

"Oh well do as we always do..in desperation..lie. Stretch the truth. Spin this loss into a victory..OK here just say...uh tell everyone this is why we need a national health care plan..tell them that my proposal includes ...includes a slut reversal procedure and state that we also include a virgin prevention procedure...this is how we'll spin it.." The President winked.

"What about the Middle eastern contingent.." The staffer asked frantically.

"Just tell them that...I am in direct contact with heaven and tell them that this is why they should refrain from anymore suicide bombings..with all the bombings they have done thus far..many of their Martyrs in boredom have exceeded their allotment of virgins and in effect no more virgins in heaven are available..and they should hang up their bombs.."

"What of the Congressional delegation?"

"Hah.." The President broke out in laughter. "You think those guys want virgins."

Finally the night of the Peace party arrived.

The guests arrived, in cars, by camel, horse, on foot, by bikes, in police cars, by bus and every other imaginable mode of transportation. The White House was packed.

The agenda simple.

Get every one drunk, stoned and laid, feeling good and happy. Have all the necessary peace treaties, bills, etc etc. and in a mad rush get them all to sign the documents..before they sobered up.

Beers chugged, dope smoked, virgins well you know..the party lasted for two days and two nights..the alcohol and drugs just kept flowing..the orgy of power and corruption continued unabated..bills and treaties were signed one after another..the President was bouncing back and forth between the virgins, the Congressmen, the foreign leaders and the criminals, the drug lords, back and forth the man went unrelenting..Until finally he stopped and smiled a great big grin..

I watched as he sifted through the bills and treaties, the confessions and apologies, the trade agreements and the promises..he counted each one assuring he'd solved all the problems..he paused momentarily, thinking, I could see the wheels turning inside this Superman of Socialism, The Cape Crusader against Capitalism, The Demigod of Debt.. I could see he sensed something was wrong..Something he'd missed, but then he raised his hand with his index finger pointing toward the sky and then twirled it around in a signal to round em up.

That's when I heard the wump..wump wump of the helicopters and the party screeched to a halt.

The guests sobered quickly, running frantically some half dressed, some still fully naked. But they began to sense the reality of all they'd signed away.

Senators, Republican and Democrat, Liberal and Conservative woke from drunken stupors. Their hands deformed from signing bills, both heads throbbing one from excessive drinking and. and well the other from excessive..World leaders and their enemies awoke, realizing the wars and petty feuds of the past had been signed away, criminals, revolutionaries, drug dealers and warlords all staggered and buzzed from the new found peace they'd found.

Yes... President Obama and his cast of liberal saviors had truly proved that the world could be changed.

The helicopters landed. Black suited men with ACORN emblazoned across their hats and stitched into their right breast pocket disembarked enthusiastically from the helicopters and herded the bewildered guests from the White House premises.

The President stood with his arms crossed, nodding approvingly, his assistants stood on each side with loaded arms filled with treaties and bills. President Obama nodded approvingly as any Monarch would over his new found empire.

The President motioned for me. I approached.

"Your services are no longer necessary..I and my super liberals have solved the world's problems..But yet I feel I have missed something or someone.."

I departed with the rest of the guests and wondered...what would I do now that the President had solved all problems...Was this it?

Was I out of a job?




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12 comments:

Matt said...

Now you have me all curious. What did the messiah mean? Will await next post!

Debbie said...

That's great, especially the "a slut reversal procedure". You might make good money with that one, ha.

No you're not out of a job, just stand by...

Thanks for the laughs.

Deborah F. Hamilton
Right Truth
http://www.righttruth.typepad.com

Chris Wood said...

I heard the new healthcare plan consisted of a giant Bandaid. Is this not true?

Tricia said...

merrr? You out of a job? Would you like to join my evil minions to rule the world?

Tigger

~Static~ said...

I am wondering...wtf are the bananas for?

Also, as a side note, since Bush's immigration policies were carried out, there are plenty of jobs mowing lawns or scrubbing toilets opening up. Better snatch 'em up while the gettin's good...or take a number and get in the unemployment line with all the other shmucks who think they are too good for those jobs all of a sudden.

Megamanthemadman said...

Matt..Does the messiah ever know what he means..

Debbie..No some how I think that the world will find a way to unravel anything positive..if indeed it was..

Chris..yes a giant band aid and a giant suppository

Tricia..Oh yes..Nothing I would enjoy more..Let's rule the world..

The bananas.. that's top secret and if I was to tell you that I'd have to kill you...

wngl said...

Rahm had nothing but good things to say about your visit, but took it personally when you said in front of the guests, "Are you happy to see me or just too big to fail?"

Harrison said...

Did you really make it to DC?

dirt said...

I agree with Debbie on the slut reversal procedure! LOL!

...good stuff MM!

: D

Megaman the Madman said...

thanks for the comment and participating in the great bang.. might I suggest that you qualify for the slut reversal procedure..

Anonymous said...

Well if you'd quit constantly wagging your wanger at me, maybe I'd consider it!

smoochez big (really BIG) guy!

: D irt

(...and she laughed all the way to the bedroom...)

dirt said...

...that wasn't meant to be "Anonymous" - I forgot to write my name in - Must be due to the distraction of you in my bedroom...

I'll be right there! (Soon as I'm done with Mr. Yobama)

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