OUTSIDE THE DEMOCRAT CONFERENCE:
A COP IS POINTING A GUN AT JOHN MCCAIN, WHO HAS A PAIR OF BINOCULARS HUNG AROUND HIS NECK.
MCCAIN:
This is ridiculous! I just wanted to see his speech!
COP:
I'm sorry, Mr McCain, we've been tipped off about threats against Barack Obama's life. Now, get against that wall and put your hands on your head, sir!
MCCAIN:
I can't do that
COP:
If you don't comply, sir…
MCCAIN:
No, no! I CAN'T do that – ever since that PoW camp in Vietnam, I can't lift my hands over my head!
MICHAEL JACKSON MOONWALKS INTO VIEW
MJ: (SINGING to tune of I'M BAD) Vietnam's bad, it's bad, Glitter knows it, aha, yeah.
Well, Heeeey, Officer! Are all these people here for my birthday?! I'm…touched…'scuse me, I gotta go meet my adoooring fans!!!
MADONNA WALKS IN, WEARING A LEOTARD:
MADGE:
Oh, poor Michael, don't be so naïve! They're here to celebrate with the Queen of Pop!
MJ:
Why don't we have a joint birthday?!
MADGE:
Sure, Michael, let me treat you to a facial as a present. I know the best surgeon…
MJ AND MADONNA WALK OFF HAND IN HAND
MCCAIN:
Surgeon?! Hey, can he restore my arm movement? It's my birthday too!!(RUNS OFF AFTER THEM)
This one morphed a bit as it went on, got a bit crazy