9:05 am September 11, 2001... Card Whispered in his ear:

"Sir, uh excuse me, Mr. President, America is under Attack"

Dumbfounded, he sat there staring off into space, thinking: "Wow, here I am, the Prezidentalist of America, and I am about to become the WAR Previcationist, and these stupid little kids ain't got a clue about what just happened! Look at 'em, just reading along like nothing happened! Hah, I know, hell they been telling me along, why Dick told me just yesterday, Georgy, we are about to give you a bump. So what? me? worry? Hell no, I know Dick's got this handled....Now wait a minute, those are cameras out there....smile a bit, yeah, not much, don't overdo it...yeah, like that, that was good...anyway, those are cameras and America is under attack, Finally! Wow, I gotta move. It's time to lead, time to pull some strings,... ya know I love the way Carl says that.."Pull some strings"... Hey! Where is Carl? Gotta find Carl and see what to do next. Can't scare the kids tho, they always tell me not to scare the kids. Why the little farts don't know nothing! Boy, are they gonna be surprised!...Hate to just get up and leave...but this is exciting....yep, time....to....go....up, up and away, on my beautiful balloon, who wrote that song?...whoa, gotta run, gotta run"

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