He had always thought the president being part of some secret evil lizard race was a big joke, and yet there he was.

“No one will ever believe you!” the president someone managed to hiss despite the fact there was no ‘s’ in that sentence. “And all I have to say was that my guard protected me from a terrorist!”

“But your guard isn’t even here!” the journalist protested.

The lizard man in disguise laughed. “They’ll back up my claim. I am the president!”

This couldn’t be happening. The journalist struggled against the comedic-looking ropes retraining him. “Uh, that’s not quite how it works.”

“It will be now. Goodbye.”

When he was pushed out the window, all he could think about was how it was so stereotypical that the secret lizard race was evil. And that was obnoxious.

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