This is the single greatest picture of President Obama.
He’s got my vote.
“My favorite story out of this is Malia, when she was 4, she had a little dance thing. Well, Michelle was gone that weekend so I’m taking her to ballet. And I get her in her little leotard and her little stuff. I did her hair, put it in a little bun.
We get to the dance studio and one of the mothers there right away comes up to Malia – she thinks she’s out of earshot of me and she says, ‘Sweetie, do you want me to redo your hair?’ And Malia who she’s 4 says, ‘Yes please, this is a disaster’ you know, she didn’t want to hurt daddy’s feelings.”
Thursday into Friday, my head cold got worse, so on Friday morning I walked down to a bar-cafe-restaurant in my neighborhood. I had been there for a few hours when youthful, vigorous men and women wearing Business Semi-Formal started quietly going one by one among the customers sitting near me. They would crouch, adopt an expression of deep sympathy, and say something. The customer would look a little confused, pick up laptop and coat, and move to another table.
Next to me, cafe staff had made a long table by pushing three smaller tables together. Five Millennials sat around it. They were well-dressed like Ryan Seacrest is well-dressed, and they seemed nervous. The head of their table hadn’t been filled. I had assumed someone important, someone hoity-toity, would be coming, someone like a foundation executive director.
This was a little bit annoying, but my legs ached and the Internet was spotty and I wanted to go to a different, better coffee shop, so I asked for the check.
Then a man, another of the handsome ones, came by.
“Hey,” he murmured. “Will you be leaving soon?”
I said I wasn’t sure. I’d asked for the check.
“Okay,” he said. “I just wanted to let you know the president will be stopping by.”
Oh, I thought. The president of what?
“You’re welcome to stay, but one of our agents will be coming around to swipe you.”
Then I understood.
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MOM HANDED ME A BIG ENVELOPE SAYING I GOT IT IN THE MAIL AND BEING A SMART ASS I SAID ‘WHAT IS IT FROM THE PRESIDENT’ AND IT’S FROM THE FUCKING WHITE HOUSE
APPARENTLY THEY SENT THIS BACK BECAUSE I WAS A SHIT AND INVITED THEM TO MY HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATION
The official White House response to a petition to secure resources and funding, and begin construction of a Death Star by 2016:
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Snoop Dogg’s reasons for not voting for Mitt Romney. Via Instagram.
President Barack Obama Riding a Killer Lion by Artist Jason Heuser
President Barack Obama rides his faithful / vicious lion while showing off his Star Wars Jedi and archery crossbow skills in artist Jason Heuser’s killer new Presidential illustration. 11” x 17” and 24” x 36” prints of his original and variant designs are available to purchase at Jason’s epic art store on Etsy.
I really love the Rampaged Reality love on the stock of his crossbow. The RR logo adds a menacing 1,000 x Damage!
President Obama’s new strategy with the Republican-led House of Representatives
all my OTPs sittin’ in a tree
first comes love
then comes marriage
President Obama got a lift in Ft. Pierce, Florida today (by a pizzeria owner who can bench-press 350 pounds and was really happy to see him).
- Cosmo sex tip #564
When you take off his pants, say in a deep Batman voice “WHERE IS IT”