Something that would keep me up every single night, if I were running for prez…

The other party is tearing itself apart, and everybody agrees that I’ve got a great shot at the chair.

In response, the nation’s delighted citizens start buying guns and ammo like they’re planning for there to be no tomorrow.

Of course if I had so much hubris as to believe I should be prez I’d probably think I could just wave all that away with a pen and a phone, any time I wanted to.

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6 Responses to Something that would keep me up every single night, if I were running for prez…

  1. Allen says:

    Draft Joel!

  2. Joel says:

    No good. Selective service already had their shot at me.

  3. Judy says:

    Did you put in SIX years? If not, you still have not fulfilled your obligation.

  4. Joel says:

    I didn’t say they caught me. Just that they had their shot.

  5. Robert says:

    Joel’s period of military obligation expired long ago. I almost felt bad when I became old enough that the US Navy no longer wanted me. Of course, if there were a national emergency, some of us might suddenly be subject to recall again…

  6. Robert says:

    “with a pen and a phone” I misread as “with a pen and a drone”. Probably just as valid… What size shot? Like busting clays but with high-brass goose load?

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