The Race For President

You politely turn down Mr. Gingrich's offer, and you head out of the bathroom, back to the party, where you can finally take care of your intended business. Suddenly two cops jump at you from behind, drag you to the floor, and handcuff you. As they frisk you they find the poison you brought just in case you needed it. It is all the evidence they need to charge you.

"That bathroom was bugged, we heard your whole conversation." The one officer explains to you.

"Yeah, you're under arrest scum-bag." The other adds.

The two cops take you away. You try calling your lawyer/campaign manger, but when he heard you got in trouble, he fled the country with all your inheritance. You have no money to post bail, so it looks like you're going to be spending some time in jail now. But don't worry, you have a new friend. His name is Brutus.

THE END

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