FADE IN -
PRESIDENTS OFFICE - DAYTIME
Two agents are about to go meet the president to discuss the security of the white-house and a way to pay off their debt with some other countries.
Agent1
You know, I know we're supposed to be proffesional and all, but... Something about meeting the president makes me feel so pressured.... I don't think I can go through with it. I have anxiety, my balls itch, and I think I just splooged myself, and-
Agent2
Sir, I don't think that you understand the oppurtunity you're given. I mean, meeting the president? If I were you, I'd be a little more celebrant.
Agent1
Hey... You're RIGHT! WE'RE GONNA MEET THE PRESIDENT!! WOOHOOO!
Agent2
HELL YEAH!
Agent1
WANNA GO GET A DRINK?
Agent2
OKAY!
CUT TO:
They're both drunk sitting on the curb.
Agent2
D-don't you just- don't you just LOVE NATURE!?!?!
They're looking at a wall.
Agent1
Yeah... (Histerical Laughter)
Agent2
Hey man, what time is it?
CUT TO:
The president angrily sitting in his presidential desk.
Worker
Mr President, the agents that you ordered to meet you were found drinking snd screaming "EBOLA" at every person they see! What are you gonna do?
Obama
WHATEVER I FEEL LIKE I WANNA DO, GOHhhd.
Worker
No, about the agents!
Obama
Deep king voice: SEND THEM TO ME RIGHT THIS SECOND OR I'LL EXECUTE YOU!!!
Transition: 2 seconds later
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