Saturday, November 27, 2004

Stepping up

Some impertinent foll dares asks what I think of this? Let me explain. There is only one way I can finally come out of my Daddy's shadow and assume the post of President of our beloved Democratic People's Republic. I have to die. Some argue I've looked dead for years...but my impression didn't take. It was obvious what the next step had to be. I had to die. So now I'm President and my Daddy can finally rest in peace. Just as well. He didn't look too good in uniform or at those Cabinet meetings. And boy did he smell.

In conclusion: I'm dead*, long live me.

* I'm not really dead. I'm just pretending. Everyone so seems to enjoy playing my games, just as they so enjoy my jokes. I'm so gifted it's scary.


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