John's foe

JOHN MCCAINE IS GIVING A SPEECH

JOHN

And so the great race is over. It was hard fought and right up till the end I thought my oponent could be beaten. But he was slicker and smarter than me.

One second I felt I was firmly in control. The next he was slipping up on me from behind.

But this is America, a land where anything can happen. A land where I was surpised by some one brown.

HIS WIFE WALKS ON.

WIFE

John I know you lost the presidential race. But do you have to make such a fuss about shitting your pants?

Not for me, sorry.

I wasn't hugely proud of this, bue Treason wanted a sketch on his goodbye speech.

And as he was thoroughly decent about conceding, I was a bit stumped.

To the bin with this one I say. Not only is it woefully puerile and borderline racist, it doesn't even make sense. "Someone" brown? Who refers to their effluence that way? Actually, Sootyj, don't answer that.

Sigh even Speilbaerg made 1942.

Back to the drawing board.