Breaking Bad Felina Epilogue.
The following is mostly humor based and not meant to attack any real life politicians. It's mostly a joke that I think everyone overlooked.
It is night in the mayor's office in Albuqurque New Mexico. The Mayor is sorting out papers with his assistant when he hears the phone ring. The assistant answers it.
"Hello?" She said. "What was that? Alright I'll let him know right away." She then hangs up the phone.
"What's going on?" The Mayor asks. To which the assistant replies. "We just got a call from the police, Walter White has been found dead in a methlab in the desert. He some how shot them all with an M60 Machine Gun rigged to a car and got shot in the crossfire. His partner Jesse Pinkman is Missing In Action."
The mayor sits in his chair sighing, obviously sounding dissappointed. "So I guess the meth is no more?" He asks not expecting an answer. "I guess we could call England and see what they charge for Gordon Ramsay."
The assitant has a confused look on her face. "But sir, he's not a meth cook he's a food cook.
The mayor smiled and said. "Oh he'll cook whatever I want him to cook. FOR I AM THE MAYOR OF ALBUQUEQUE!"