Warning: Any references to major political characters are completely unintentional, please do not be offended.
Warning: Coffee may be hot
Joebama sat and twiddled his fingers. He was forced to sit and watch another loser get the Glodal Peace Prize. He wanted to get back home and play video games. His favorite video game was, by far, World of Warcraft. He loved wrecking havoc on poor souls by declaring war. This also helped his career as Military Chief Assassin.
Just then, out of the blue, came a voice from heaven.
"Purely for the sake of irony, I decree Joebama shall win the coveted Global Peace Prize."
Then, everyone applauded and bowed to the great and mighty Joebama. He strode to the stage where some old person gave him his prize.
"Thank You!" Joebama shouted to the microphone, "I deserve this award, you don't. The end. But I didn't do it alone. I would like to thank all those fools... uh... people who voted me supreme chancellor in time of war."
"Here is your money." the old guy said, trying to hand millions of dollars in small bills.
"You can keep it, sucker. I'm the president, I can just steal... uh... tax the people."
And with that, he ran from the stage, out the doors, and to the White House, with his bodyguards still trying to catch up.