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Summary: Just a short funny piece i came up with after watching Epic rap battles of history and Abraham Lincoln vampire hunter before waiting in line To vote this morning.

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Mutant Enemy owns Btvs. Everything else is satire


This is not intended to be anything but a funny little story written after watching
Epic rap battles of history and Abraham Lincoln vampire hunter before waiting in line
To vote this morning.

Election 2012


Ensconced on his favorite leather couch mouth gaping like a fish sat Xander(don’t call
me Mr. Harris) his one good eye blinking at the 47”in flat screen tv. In the background
the sounds of screams and gunshots echoed as the stoic defender of the night and conveyer of confections turned his head and spoke “Dawn?”

The brown haired beauty eyes wide, pulse racing from shock at the images flashing before them in full HD with surround sound managed to choke out a response. “Yes, Xander”

As his hands rose up to rub his eye in hopes he was not seeing the images that would from that moment on be seared into his brain. “Did the zombie of Abraham Lincoln just
Walk out on stage in the middle of the presidential debate?”


With a slow nod of her head the beauty replied. “Yup”

“Oh” Brow furrowed in contemplation again the fixer of all things broke continued. “Did
Zombie Lincoln then kick Mitt Romney in his very sensitive man area?”

Trying to hold back a giggle the brunette nodded her head again. “It looked that way.”

“Hmmmm” Head nodding up and down as if finally coming to a conclusion another question flowed from the mouth of the one eyed carpenter. “Did zombie Lincoln then
backhand the President into the third row?”

“Yes Xander.” A Look of concern starts to form on the younger woman’s face. “Do you think we should do something?”

“Well Dawnie I think that the secret service has it well in hand. But I think we have a
bigger issue.”

“What’s that Xander?” Came the reply from the suddenly concerned beauty.

“Do you think I’m going to get blamed for this?”


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