The president faced the cameras. “My fellow Americans. We’ve all heard the rumors. Let me assure you, they are completely false. We are in no danger whatsoever. NASA has assured me that the asteroid will miss the earth by a wide margin. Everything is fine. I repeat, there’s nothing to worry about.”
The cameras shut off. The president loosened his necktie and poured himself a glass of scotch. He raised his drink to the room. “Not long now. It’s been a pleasure knowing you all. God help us.”
He emptied the glass in one swig, grimaced, and poured another.
Matt Kincade 
Oh, god, that’s horrifying. But I think that’s probably exactly how it would go down.
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Haha, I’m not sure I’d want to know anyway.
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I wouldn’t! Well…then again…I might have a lot of fun in those last hours…
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Lol. That’s about how it would happen too.
But I think Ben Affleck would save us to an Aerosmith soundtrack.
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I don’t know, he couldn’t save Batman Vs. Superman… Aw man, that’s just mean. Sorry Affleck, it wasn’t that bad. Nobody bats a thousand.
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I kind of like this president.
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I’m not sure if a hard-drinking president would make things better or worse. But there’s only one way to find out…
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