Shhh, You're not the President.
Anyone who looks at this little mini Musk and goes, "Aawww" I don't want to know you. I'm still limiting my time on the WWW. I just peruse YouTube but, I see things. Like this insufferable child. I understand his life is going to be filled with nannies and absent parents. After all Daddy is on spawn number thirteen. Yet, I don't find him sweet or cheek squeezable. Haha, I can only imagine what the orange man was thinking as he sat there at his big desk with not a piece of paper in sight, looking at the kid after he tells him to "shhhhh." He didn't have to tell him he's not the president. We already know sperm daddy is running the show.
As for the other news I can't seem to look away fast enough from is all those people from the other side of the border (not Canada) who are regretting (allegedly) voting for their savior, their manly man, cause they sure weren't going to vote for a woman, let alone a black woman. We have all witnessed the absolute ruin of this country's failure in education, so I'm not all that worked up over big changes being made. I am slightly stunned by how truly stupid the lemmings are. What did they base their vote on? His hair, his posturing? The fact that he nearly met beezlebub but only got a graze on his ear? (which most likely cemented his win)
Anyway, back to the kid in his cashmere coat and gold chain. Thirty years from now he'll be sitting at a cafe on Mars, giving orders to his 600 younger siblings as Daddy Musk's head, which is attached to a Roomba, looks on with pride. Daddy Musk thinks back wistfully and without regret the day he nuked planet Earth, because he's here with his offspring. That's all that matters.

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