My trip to the United Nations

Recently I stumbled upon a magic lamp. “What do you desire most?” the genie asked. “I want to go to the United Nations,” I told him. “Oh, I’m so sorry,” he replied. Angry, I asked, “What? You can’t grant my wish?” “No,” he said, “I’m just sorry to hear that the thing you want most…

MAD 4: We need a war

To see previous  chapters of this series, click here. “The United States of America has just been destroyed by an all-out nuclear attack.” “What?” America screeched. He paused before screeching louder. “What?” “Wait, wait. I’m sorry, everyone…” Germany adjusted the podium mic with an apologetic smile. “That was, ah, that was the wrong one. My mistake.” “Who…