Shoot myself, and save the country - nay, the entire world - a whole lot of trouble.
"Ms President, what shall we do?"
"Uh, uh....uh."
"We need a decision, Ms President, and we need one NOW!"
"Oh my God. Oh my God. I have no idea what to do. Oh my God. Uh."
"The country is counting on you, Ms President."
"Stupid country!"
"Why did you run for office if you were incapable of making these kinds of decisions?"
"These kinds? I can't make ANY kind."
"Jesus."
"I know."
"My God, why have you done this to us?"
"The interns, man. I heard they'd be cute. Huzzah!"
"I was *actually* talking to God. Just shut your mouth Ms President. You, you..you BEEBLEBROX!"
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