"...Never trust a left-handed president..."
“...Never trust a left-handed president...”
My eldest (now super libtard) sister was left handed. Our seating arrangment at the dinner table was sister on the right, and me on the left. Sometimes when a goopy fork or spoonful of food was being hoisted towards her piehole I would wait until just the right moment of opportunity and nudge her left elbow with my right elbow and... plop! Sometimes I was excused from the table... but it was worth it.