Obama War Room: Michelle Ma Belle
by Steve Grammatico[White House exercise facility]
MICHELLE: Well, come in, people. Geithner, Carney–get your skinny butts over here and spot for me while I press 250. Everybody else, pull up a mat and sit so we can start.
JOE BIDEN: Huh? Why’s the Boss over in the corner in his PJs staring out the window?
MICHELLE: Off the record. He’s stressed out. I’m running things until his therapist clears him for duty. Anybody got a problem with that?
DAVID PLOUFFE: No Ma’m, but, uh . . . .
MICHELLE: What happened? Yesterday, he had to layup on the first par 5 at Burning Tree and couldn’t choose between a 6-iron and 7-iron. Told his playing partners he wanted to sleep on it. At dinner, a steward asked what flavor parfait he preferred for dessert. Midnight, he was still muttering, “I like the strawberry, but the peach appeals to me, too.”
BILL DALEY: Deteriorating decision-making skills. It’s worse than when I came on board. Hell, CIA knew where bin Laden was hiding since mid-2009. The President couldn’t pull the trigger. I had to use his autopen to sign the order okaying the Seal operation on Osama’s compound.
MICHELLE: Hmmph. Didn’t have a problem deciding on those chili dogs and stepping on my nutrition message the other day. (more…)







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