As Barack Obama went for his daily stroll around the White House, he noticed that the door to the Oval Office was open. "That door is never open," he said to himself. He walked into the room. "Hello darling," a sultry German voice said. "No," Obama said, "this can't be possible." Obama was shocked, he thought that he had finished Hitler off during the secret drone missions in Kathmandu. "If I call security now," Obama said, "you'd be dead in less than 30 seconds." "You wouldn't do that," Adolf replied, "we still have some unfinished business." Suddenly, Obama recalled a hot night in Nepal between the yak skins with a certain German dictator. He sighed as he closed the door. "Nobody can know," Obama said as he cuddled up next to his ex-best friend. "Remember when we could just meet?" asked Adolf. "When people didn't mind two world leaders sharing a liter on the steps at a bar." "If only things could go back to the way they were," Obama replied wistfully. "They could," responded Adolf, "if you only-" "I can't do that," interrupted Obama, "and you know I can't so stop asking." "If the people knew I was friends with what the papers call 'The Worst Man of the Millennium'..." "Who cares what the people think," said Adolf. "We could run away together, leaving this country and its news behind." "Together forever," said Obama as he intertwined his fingers with Adolf's. "That would be nice, but it can't happen yet." "A man can dream," said Adolf. "He most certainly can," Obama said as he gave Adolf Hitler a light kiss on the lips. "You must leave before people wonder where I've gone." "Alright then," Adolf said, "until next time darling." Obama sat in the oval office for a while after that. "Why must life pull me like a puppet," he asked nobody in particular. "Adolf my friend," he said, "I anxiously anticipate our next meeting."