You Tell ME If I’m Crazy

I’m saying Volkswagon owes the White House…

…some ka-ching.

3 Responses to “You Tell ME If I’m Crazy”

1. Mr. Bingley says:

   May 20, 2014 at 9:16 am

   My God.

   Is there anyone more pathetic?

2. tree hugging sister says:

   May 20, 2014 at 9:45 am

   Not who’s supposedly a healthy adult male.

3. nightfly says:

   May 21, 2014 at 10:07 am

   You know what gets me about all these pictures of King Three-Putt? It’s not just that he’s terrible. We don’t really expect our Presidents to be Jim Thorpe, anyway, and I couldn’t care less if the man can’t dent rice paper with his pitching.

   What gets me is that HE thinks it’s so vitally important. Possibly the only true thing he’s said in ten years is “I really do believe all my BS.” It’s blindingly obvious. He thinks he’s a FANTASTIC athlete. He can’t wait to dust off the heater or the jump shot and show us all his wonderfullity, that we might have the joy of admiring him. And not just athletically either – he has a talent show at the White House and brags to the kids about how talented he is, he inserts his own illusory expertise into every topic. If there really was a Justice League he’d have them over and start bragging to Superman and Batman about what a great crimefighter he is.

   It is so unimportant to his job as to be useless – but he can’t help himself. It reveals a deep flaw in his character that really ought to disqualify him from any position of skill and responsibility.