One day, when my son is the President, people will make fun of him. Even when he’s the best President EVER and brings peace to the world, finds a cure for cancer and HIV/AIDS in the same day and builds a second home on Mars, they will make fun of him.
I am his mother and I will make fun of him now:
Why can’t I hear anything on this phone?
I know that picture of Bush is fake, but come on. You know you giggled.