Saturday, the House and Senate return to work, and in a classic grand standing gesture, both houses lock themselves in Congress and pledge not to come out until the reach a deal.
Palin decides to meet with foreign leaders, not because she has any business to take care of, but since she did it once this week, it’s her largest avenue of experience.
“India, what’s that?”
“Democracy? Now you’re making up silly words!”
With out realizing that banks are always closed at 6:30 on a Saturday night, America freaks the fuck out and riots.
Back in India, Prime Minister Manmohan Singh watches the whole thing unfold. He realizes what’s going on and feels bad for America, so he sends us a mercy nuke.
The mercy nuke strikes at 12:01 AM Sunday morning. We’re all dead, but probably better off than with Palin in charge.