Friday Funnies

I hate the word “Funnies.” That’s why I used it. If I could have written “Friday Funnies” in that googledy Comic Sans font, I would have.

But so. Here are a few things, one about bombs and two about Obama.

1. Beware, those who use urban slang! No longer can you shout, “This pretzel mix is the fucking bomb.”
2. I just found out Barack Hussein Obama is a smoker. I can’t tell you how much this pleases me. And, yes, yes, I know: Smoking’s bad blah blah blah. But I like that Obama smokes. Why? Because it shows that he hasn’t had all of the humanity wrung from him by politics. Humans do stupid, pleasurable things—they have bad habits—like smoking; and I, for one, would rather elect a fallible human than a perfect robot. It’s funny, but in in this way Obama reminds me more of Bill than Bill’s own wife does. (Not that spouses are necessarily similar, but you get my point.)
3. Time for reader participation, via the comments function: What do you think Obama’s brand is? I’ve got my money on Camel Lights, but damn do I wish he smoked Lucky Strikes.