The following meeting dealt with traitorous consumption of a dead animal/fried tuber/corn-syrup cocktail triple threat.
Senate (ostensibly, ‘logic’) presiding…
Jurist:
You clearly breached the guidelines set forth about eating garbage.
Prime Minister:
I did no such thing. I was told to abstain from alcohol and resume exercise. While I have fulfilled half of that agreement, I have broken no stipulations. Besides, how do you breach a guideline?? It’s a GUIDELINE!
Senate:
For the record, Jurist, please tell the court what the Faelan is guilty of.
Jurist:
He ordered a #2 from McDonald’s.
Prime Minister:
No I didn’t. I got a two-cheeseburger Value Meal.
Jurist:
What’s the difference?
Committee for Basic Needs:
That’s not a #2. A #2 is a Quarter Pounder meal.
Jurist:
Since when?
Prime Minister:
They took it off the menu. But you can still order it. They still have a button. The rehydrated onions smelled like Miller High Life that’s been in the sun.
Senate:
Amazing. Can we go on?
Jurist:
Well, that’s it. He ate crap for lunch…
Minister of Finance:
Using misappropriated funds!
Prime Minister:
What?! Get the fuck out of here!
Committee for Basic Needs:
I’d side with the PM on this one. If he needs cash to feed the nation, so be it. The rest of the money went to the Treasury? $260 I think it was supposed to be?
Prime Minister:
Damned skippy.
The General Will:
Well there it is, then. All’s well that ends well.
Senate:
We disagree. While the Jurist is incorrect, he is not “wrong.” The Prime Minister should be taking better care of Faelan. Eating at McDonald’s only compounds the travesty of not exercising.
Prime Minister:
Meh. Need a cigarette…
*whack*
Meeting adjourned…
haha! FAT FUCK!