Posted on 01/23/2014 10:30:11 AM PST by Lucky9teen
U.S. President Barack Obama (2nd L) and his daughter Sasha (2nd R) fill burritos as they volunteer at the DC Central Kitchen charity in honor of the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday, in Washington, January 20, 2014.
Anyone who’s had a teenage daughter knows ‘that look’. She’d rather be anywhere on the planet doing anything at all rather than where she is doing what she’s doing.
“If you like your current burrito, you can keep it.”
“In Chicago, we call these ‘pizzas’. What? You roll them up? Are we gonna smoke ‘em?”
Sasha has always looked downcast, perhaps a little disgusted, even when she was very young. It can’t be easy being stared at and talked about no matter where you go or what you do. Even those who like Obama can be annoying, like the distant Aunt who thinks they know you, when they clearly don’t (and you really don’t want to know them in the first place).
Makes you wonder what she does for friends. Girls that age need peer contact, that may come through her sister. Long after her father has (finally, praise The Lord!) left the White House, and she has moved away from her mom, it would not surprise me for Sasha to go through a Miley Cyrus phase, where she goes out of her way to be risqué, thinking that equals being an adult.
The entirety of MLKJ’s passion was so that Americans can depend on someone else for their sustenance and livelihood. Why, all black people should celebrate MLKJ-day by going to a food bank, staying there and demanding 3-hots-and-a-cot for the foreseeable future.
You see, MLKJ fought long and hard so that every black American can be dependent on whitey without calling it slavery.
You have to eat it to find out what’s in it.
"Scalpel, please, nurse".
Leni
What, no kale?
Hispanics work the kitchen of every restaurant (including Chinese and Japanese restaurants) except this kitchen, apparently.
Her expression never changes.
Hey man, don't eat that!
Why?
You don't know, there could be dog in it.
So? Good dog!
< /cheechandchong >
"Those ovens behind me cooked this? That's fantastic. I want you to immediately equip the FEMA camps with a few million of these awesome ovens... do they work on all kinds of meat?"
LOL!
Finally. A job he is suited for.
No. He’s suited for occupying a prison cell...that’s it.
What about tell that cracker to wipe that smile off.
“The secret to making a good burrito is the wrapping. You have to wrap them tight...just...like...this. There!”
“Ummm...Mr. President? You just wrapped a sponge in a dish towel.”
“I did? Oh. I meant to do that. Just testing you! You get an ‘A’ in burrito identification. Just kidding around! Ha ha. Can we send it to Hillary?”
“Soon, I won’t be the only one blowing hot air.”
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