Ahhh yes, sat in my rhino-skin chair, wearing my pandaskin smoking jacket and ivory sunglasses, looking across what used to be the Amazonian rainforest as slaves erected yet another statue of me battling Gozilla, Cthulu or Little Orphan Annie, I'd be casting my mind back on my multiple successes. I would have ended poverty and homelessnes. By having them all shot. I would have ended world hunger, by having those freshly shot homeless and poor people used to fertilize the Sahara. Oh, I'd have shown my fun side too, why I'd have blocked the Straits of Gibraltar, drained the Med into Saharan lakes, and turned the resulting basin into a giant ball pool. Just for me, obviously. We'd have manned missions to Mars, the astronauts banging on the glass pleading not to be cast out but me cheerfully waving cheerio at them! They'd be off to make the place or habitable. Or die trying. Most died trying. But hey, omelettes and eggs! And of course I set up the Josef Mengele Academy of Medicine to deal with all those nasty genetic diseases. I look at the world today, sustainable with it's population of half a billion, and think, yes, awesome job!
You nailed it! BTW at first read I thought it said Dicktaster which would not be cool at all. Not that there's anything wrong with that! BTW now that I am among the first to grovel at your feet can I get a discount on the mandatory black light poster of you pissing on the stars and stripes that must be displayed in every room of my home?
I prefer Grand High Muckity Poobah Muthafucka, as per the new National Anthem written by Nicki Minaj.
Fine for the layperson, but if I'm part of your inner circle of trusted advisers, can I use HMIC (Head Muthafucka In Charge?) That's what I used to call The Pope when I was his wing-man.
Hmm. Yeah, I'd vote for you. Can I be the token ineffective opposition leader that get their talking points from you just to maintain the illusion of 'democracy' while I keep up my palace harem in Los Cabos?
I'd have my all-female, personal "virgin" guards like Gaddafi, and my "Pleasure Brigade" like the Kim family.
The locals won't have any idea who Godzilla is, either. "What's this guy proud of, again? Fighting some other guy who had to wear a heavy, lizardy costume?"