This was late at night and Conan o'Brien was making fun of the .....the.....ugh,president and I didn't hear the first word of the,um, sentence but the president said, uh....that whatever it was could tell the difference between a squirrel and a bomb.
And I couldn't help but laugh. I just imagined him at his ranch standing out in his yard and about 50 squirrels attacking him and planting acorns in his arse and ears....not even a waterhose could get them off! If not standing out in the yard, then maybe as he's leaving to make things worse. If only the squirrels could drag him up a tree.
