These kids could not be any less excited to see the leader of the free world.
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2 comments:
Near side girl's interior monologue: "Oh God I hope he didn't bring puppets. he's like that creepy youth pastor that comes by DQ with that van full of baptist kids when I'm working and is always trying to give me pamphlets. God I hate my life. Seth from the OC would totally understand me."
Bush's interior monologue: "Hello poor people! No Pell Grant for you!"
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