Now hop up on the desk, so the studying can begin. Slide over, Kyth, make a little room between you two for your Monstre in Chief.
Cigar, anyone?
Heyyyyyyy… you weren’t on Nixon’s staff, were you?
Okay, I’ll put your name in the running, but just bear in mind that there will probably be some pretty stiff competition among all the other irresponsible slackers vying for the position.
Due to my vast experience in the field, I will be personally overseeing most of the Procrastination-related projects, but if you were going to get me your resume today and didn’t, you’re hired. Your first procrastination-related endeavor will be to head up the committee on reforming social security. I’ll expect a report on my desk when I’m re-elected. Or whenever…
I wanna be Secretary of Defence because good fences make good neighbors and that would bring world peace. Or at least stop all the kerfuffles with those savage Canadians. So pleeease **Monstre ** may I?
I’m thinking wrought iron, all fancy like the Victorians had. Though they’d be awful spiky to sit upon…
I’ll pit my irresponsibility and my ability to slack up against any. Not only that, unlike the competition, I can be an irresponsible slacker yet look like I’m actually productive.
I’m sitting here with a desk covered in papers and a phone glued to my ear–and I haven’t actually done anything in three hours except go to lunch. Beat that.
Oh, and I deserve to be Vice Monstre because not only am I willing to make out in the Oval Office, I also bring cake.
What’s really important in our administration is to focus on the present and not the dimly-remembered misconceptions of the past (which may have gone on since I first became a member).
Obfuscate! Obfuscate! Throw up all the food you ate!
In fact, it should be known that there is no First Lady (First Monstress?). So I’ll be taking applications for First Babe(s). (And Second… and Third… and Fourth… and… you all get the gist).