Who’s your daddy?
Unless you’re Sasha or Malia, he’s not Barack Obama. So don’t expect the president to read you a bed time story and tuck you in with a glass of warm milk:
America lucked out this holiday season. It’s as simple as that. Something terrible could have happened and It was the bravery of passengers, and the ineptitude of a would-be terrorist, that prevented it…
And if you’re like me - that scared the crap out of you. You probably wanted assurances. What will be done to prevent this? How are we reacting?
…When the nation is attacked, I expect to be informed and hopefully calmed by the President of the United States.
So a deranged fool sets his undies ablaze aboard an airliner on Christmas, causing understandable panic among his fellow passengers but no real damage aside from possibly blistering his own wee-wee. And for this Obama is supposed to cancel his tee time? Grow the fuck up already.
Posted by Betty Cracker on 12/27/09 at 09:38 AM • Permalink
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