James Wolcott floated the idea but it strikes me as far-fetched; more likely they'll just ship in the 'contrite' Cheney clone/robot, #38, from Cheneybots' orbiting moonbase ('The Seraglio') and have him/it perform the Sunday-morning-talk-show ritual obeisance before replacing him again with #6, the 'stealth' model. The 'bellicose' #11 has been down for maintenance after several long years of service. The engineers at The Seraglio are working hard to restore him/it to full health before the next military action, several pilots for which are currently looking to be optioned by administration officials: North Korea, Iran, Massachusetts, Mars. In accordance with the last wishes of the human Dick Cheney, dead for nearly 15,000 years, the clone/robot army has kept one synthetic-hairy eyeball on Mars since the Dawn of Man; it is unlikely that they'll let pass an opportunity to even the score with the Red Planet after what happened last time they let down their guard.
I have signed up for a special subscription plan whereby Cheney clone/robot #beta55 - an unfinished experimental model, codename 'bunny' - regularly calls me to make coochy-coo noises into the telephone. It's better this way than in person: Cheney clone/robot #beta55 is nothing more than a head, torso, and single arm, and though he/it can dial phone numbers, he/it is unpleasant to look at.
And that is why 'bunny' Cheney, unlike his/its unholy clone/robot brethren, will never be Vice President of the United States.