We want you to eat it. Just eat it.
She never disappoints, our most elegantest first lady, does she? Michelle, honey — ENOUGH WITH THE BIKER LEATHER AND CARDIGANS. See, this is what happens when you tell somebody everything she does is fabulous. She’ll be wearing her panties outside her slacks next. You watch.
Obama also managed a spot-on imitation of kids whining about eating their vegetables.
“I don’t wanna eat it. I don’t like it. It tastes bad. I don’t want it,” the first lady said in her best nasal whine.
Then she added: “We don’t want to hear the whining. We want you to eat it. Just eat it.”
OMG, that’s, like, spot on.
Snark aside, she’s a much better natural politician than her husband. I watched her on the campaign trail; she was very comfortable working a room. She connected with people in a way he doesn’t.
Him, he can’t order a fucking waffle without making it sound like Martin Luther King’s I Have a Dream speech. Once that gets boring, he’s got nothing.
So, yes, on the whole, I’m content for Michelle to spend her time lofting a hula-hoop in those ugly-ass sweater combos.