It was time for the last resort. I called in my PA and told her to ready Plan T. With slight surprise, she hurried out the Oval Office closing the door behind her.

Not even twenty minutes went by when I received the phone call, “Sir, SEAL Team 6 are in the chicken’s coop, I repeat, SEAL Team 6 are in the chicken’s coop. Proceed with mission?”

With slight hesitation, I replied with an ironically confident “yes” and the mission was a go.

SEAL Team 6 would infiltrate Osama bin Laden’s compound and initiate a deal with him and al Qaeda that would allow full command over the entire US Army and US Marine Corps in hope for mass destruction and chaos.

A few days go by and headlines follow, “Osama bin Laden has been seen flying a Boeing CH-47 Chinook over New York, dropping what seems to be $100 bills with “Go buy someone flowers” written all over them.”

And to much surprise, world hunger was ended, violence dropped to an all-time low and people seemed over-all happier.

Maybe Plan U could finally cause the world end?