Hot enough for ya, Mr. President?
Now, this may seem like a great summer job, but there are problems…
– The First Lady never picks up the dog poop, so good luck with your shoes.
– Old Man Bush always hollers out the screen door: “Stop that racket, I’m nappin’!”
– Getting paid. Bush never has money. He just says, “I’ll gitcha in Febuary, son.”
– Refilling the mower. Just TRY opening a gas can outside the Oval Office!