A Toast..

Day 3,511, 15:16 • Published in USA USA • by Max Tse Tung


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I awaken and look to my left. On the nightstand a clock reads: 3:00 AM
Wide awake and without a glint of well-restedness I stand, like a zombie.
I reach back, left, and right with my arms outstretched in the air, and complete a quick stretch before I go to get ready for the day.


I made the rounds on my compound here in Honolulu. I worked the Iron Mines and Pumped Oil. Then I manufactured as many weapons as I could. After, I drove down the street in my Cutlass to work. Work ended at 10 AM and I was free for the day.



I decided to fly over to Denver to the election office to see if I had won a seat in congress.


I picked up a car from some Serbian Immigrant for an uncomfortably high price and made my way to the Election Office.


Leaving the Election Office is none other then fellow SFP Colleague Jimmy Cincinatti. He stops me on the steps as I pass.


Jimmy said, "Before you go in there, I have to ask if you know what you're getting yourself into."


I replied, "I have an idea of how bad it is, but I will never know unless I see for myself." I continued "Don't Worry the party can trust me, I just want the best for us all."


I took another step up the stairs and heard Jimmy say, "Be very careful Max, and whatever you do don't go rogue on us. Congress doesn't take too kindly to it"



I continued up the stairs and into the great rotunda-like hall down into the 'SFP' Designated room. Inside were various Congressmen from a couple different parties all of them whispering and looking around all paranoid. (I actually didn't even see any SFP congressmen besides Jimmy the whole time.) I took one more look around said screw this place, and found the form I was looking for. I walked back out to my crappy throw-away car. And drove down to my favorite restaurant.



I got my table and ordered my food. I opened up the form and read the names.

1. Phil
2. Shiloh
3. Jimmy

I paused...

4. Maxwell


I felt a surge of relief and I gave myself a toast to the good-times ahead.


I looked up at the TV Screen and literally gasped for air. The Serbian Immigrant I bought my crappy car off of was approved "Illegally" by a rogue congressmen!


Various Influential Congressmen were then interviewed on live TV calling for the rogue congressmens censure.


Astonished by all that had Transpired, I decided that I really needed to take a load off and visit the dispensaries before they close and I miss my flight for home. And that's exactly what I did.