Mean while back . . .
As the CIA refills the US's coffers with Kadaffi's gold - To Avoid All Those Pesky Insufficent Fund Fees and to make America solvent again - Barry Soetoro is summon to the Vatican (I mean the G20 Summit).
While there, he begins to "pimp-talk" sweet-nothings into "Pope Betty's" ear - lulling her, like the citizens of the US, into a deep, yet false of security.
However, just when Sotetoro thinks the "coast is clear", he hears the sound of an old, yet familiar disco song start playing over the Papal PA system! Betty says in her best Donna Summer's voice, "Take me, OH! Take Me! NOW! NOW Barry! PLEASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEE! I want to FEEL that big, black piece of Muslam man-meat! Take me from behind and plunder my puckering, pink man-pussy! OH! FUCK ME INTO A STUPOR!
P. Betty, is found, hours later, lying comatose in her now shit and blood-stained white satin sheets. It will take weeks and 9 morticians to finally fix her "fellaciously" mis-shaped mouth, and her "super-sized and sodomized" shit shoot! (Now if they could just figure out what to do with the bodies of those children that fell out of it!)
Barry, still donning a Hitleresque mustache and matching shiit and blood-stained onsemble, is seen boarding "Airforce One." Just before take-off, he receives a called from the Federal Reserve. "Mr. Soetoro, this Lady M. Butterfly Rockefeller Rothchild. I am calling on behalf of the Fereal Reserve Bank to confirm your recent deposit. Is this an inconvenient time?" Mich! Is that you? Of course it is you fuckin' fucktard! How did you think it was? That Laura Bush "coke whore" and first cousin to her husband G.W.?
To be Continued . . . . . on 11-11-11! Maybe?