The idea that people have gotten worked up over Michelle Obama’s decision to go sleeveless on occasion amuses me to no end.
There are so many bigger things to worry about. And frankly, her arms look GOOD. And I’m not even going to follow that up with “for a woman her age,” because they look GOOD for a woman of any age.
The “First Guns” even have their own blog.
I’m always a little excited to see the first lady’s guns on display. I’m hoping they inspire more women to join me in the weight room at the gym, building bones and toning muscles. Right now it’s just me and a bunch of firefighters and policemen, who I’m sure would be happy to have a single lady or two in there.
It seems like some Americans want their first lady to be dowdy (Laura Bush) but not too dowdy (Barbara Bush). Hillary Clinton dressed the part, but because she didn’t spend her years in the White House quietly hosting tea parties and deftly avoiding podiums, she caught flack anyway.
I voted for Change. I want to see a sleeveless first lady behind a podium flexing her mental muscles. A little flash of a totally ripped bicep wouldn’t hurt my feelings, either.
In the meantime, though, I guess I’ll settle for casual discussions about weekend plans with buff guys in between sets. Seriously, ladies. The weight room can do good things for your physique AND your dating life.
That woman is FINE. Seriously.
Let’s play a little game. What would people complain about if Cindy McCain were the first lady?
McCain would get a little of the Nancy Reagan treatment (too glamorous, expensive taste in clothes). Don’t know how long it would take for America to realize that she’s a fembot.
I’m just glad to see her planting a garden. Maybe they can get the whole staff in on it. It would be good to see an administration working the soil instead of slinging mud.
I think the important thing for us all to do is just calm down, take a breath, and focus on the size of her breasts.
Not unless someone gives them catchy names.
Thanks for the shoutout!
Thunder & Lightning
I nominate the: yummy and nummy.
Funny. I would have put money on Hardesty being the one to dole out names, give his proclivities.
I nominate them: yummy and nummy.
well, i’m expressing my pro-titti-ties.