Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Yoo Hoo, I've Solved Our Problems

Mr. President...OH! OH! OH! OHOH! OH!

Over here, Mr. Obama, over here!

Crisis solved. Everyone can go home now.

Funny thing is, I wrote this 3 years ago and forgot all about it. Thank God for the archives.


  1. That's is an excellent plan. The trouble is, people don't really don't want to go home. Haven't you heard? The White House is the place to be to get your groove on. The President will serve you oatmeal raisin cookies and everyone can dance the conga. That's because Mr. Obama wants everyone to understand that he and his family are just temporary occupants of the White House, and that it's a place that belongs to the American people. They want us to understand that it's open to everybody. I think that's pretty cool. It's sounds like a Motel 6. I have a couple of vacation days coming up in a few weeks, I'm thinking of making a reservation. I'd like a King Bed non-smoking room (ever since that whole Monica thing I try to stay away from having White House and cigars in the same sentence). And I'd like a plate of those oatmeal raisin cookies too, and maybe some milk. Yeah, that sounds really good. Just leave the light on for me.

  2. Elaine!

    We'll all have plenty of time to eat oatmeal raisin cookies and dance the conga- when we're all living in a van down by the river. Which shouldn't take too much longer.