“Silvia, have you noticed that the boss is acting odd lately?”, the Vice asked the press secretary.
She thought for a moment and carefully replied: “In what way sir?”
“He spends the whole day in his residence sleeping. Then he’s up all night, tweeting.”
The Veep stroked his beard, deep in thought, and added: “Did you notice how he behaved last night at the state dinner?”
“Now that you mentioned it, yes. He showed up late in the evening and ate nothing. He did have a glass of what I guess was tomato juice. And -- I’ll be honest with you sir. The way he stares at me gave me the creeps.”
“I’m concerned. He hasn’t been the same since his meeting with Vladimir, two weeks ago.”
In his quarters, the President looked out he window at the deepening twilight.
He thought: My opponents say I’ve been draining the public’s lifeblood for years. He smiled, a disturbing Cheshire cat grin, revealing two prominent fangs. And now I get to do it for real. He opened the window. A black cloud enveloped him, quickly dissipating to reveal a large black bat, flying widdershins around the room.
Who should I visit tonight? Yes! The Ex-President! He’s half dead already! Red eyes burning bright, the hideous creature flew out the open window, into the wide darkling night.
She thought for a moment and carefully replied: “In what way sir?”
“He spends the whole day in his residence sleeping. Then he’s up all night, tweeting.”
The Veep stroked his beard, deep in thought, and added: “Did you notice how he behaved last night at the state dinner?”
“Now that you mentioned it, yes. He showed up late in the evening and ate nothing. He did have a glass of what I guess was tomato juice. And -- I’ll be honest with you sir. The way he stares at me gave me the creeps.”
“I’m concerned. He hasn’t been the same since his meeting with Vladimir, two weeks ago.”
In his quarters, the President looked out he window at the deepening twilight.
He thought: My opponents say I’ve been draining the public’s lifeblood for years. He smiled, a disturbing Cheshire cat grin, revealing two prominent fangs. And now I get to do it for real. He opened the window. A black cloud enveloped him, quickly dissipating to reveal a large black bat, flying widdershins around the room.
Who should I visit tonight? Yes! The Ex-President! He’s half dead already! Red eyes burning bright, the hideous creature flew out the open window, into the wide darkling night.
