This is why I used to want to the the President; not because I wanted to make a difference in the world, have an impact on society, or make sure that history knew my name. I wanted to be able to retire after the four longest years of my life and enjoy making appearances like the one former President George H.W. Bush got to make.
The lucky dog got introduce the new Houston Texans Cheerleaders--while showing Robert Griffin II what awesome socks are supposed to look like (and they are awesome; I so want a pair; his and RG3).
President Bush got to channel his inner-Bacherlor and had out roses to the young ladies that made the squad. No word yet on whether he asked each one if they would accept this rose or not (I think the answer would have been yes).
Now that is just awesome. I want that job. I better start making plans now--FatManWriting in 2016!
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