One day Chinaman Chang (Fu Manchu’s evil twin) said in his devlishly cunning asiatic way, “I sure feel like planting rice and destroying western democracy today.”

So he climbed onto his dragon—

“Actually, it’s a lung, he said smugly,”

—right, he climbed onto his lung and flew through the clouds straight towards the white house.

Biden was standing on the roof. “Ha! Mortal fool, I have anticipated your arrival.”

Chinaman Chang said nothing and pulled back his mongolian compound bow, firing an arrow at Biden.

Biden unleashed a ray of pure democracy from his finger and destroyed the arrow with ease. “Stupid barbarian, I’m not so easily defeated! You’ll have to get through me before you want to hurt this Shining City on a Hill!”

“Damn you,” the slanty-eyed mongoloid said through clenched teeth, quickly dodging as rays of freedom and enlightenment blew holes through the clouds his dra----

“lung”

----right, his “lung” had summoned. “I know!” he suddenly said.

Then he pulled out a cheap bootleg rifle (stolen American tech from the future) and shot.

“Augh! I’ve been shot!” Biden said, slowly collapsing to his knees like a shitty black and white 1920s western. But Chang was not finished. He devlishly shot Biden’s head full of holes like the cheating little yellow man he was.

“NOOOOOO! MY MEMORY IS DISAPPEARING!” Biden shouted, tumbling back down to the ground in a heap.

“Heh heh heh,” Chang said, twirling his mustache. “Another day, another democracy down!”