Egads!! No Teleprompter!!!

Civilization as we know it almost came to a screeching halt last week as the Messiah Most Miserable attempted to utter a coherent sentence with neither his teleprompter nor prepared speech to put the words in his mouth.  Clearly he was miffed and we can only wonder what happened to the hapless staff member(s) afterwards.  So there you have it - the Leader of the Free (?) World, unable to utter anything intelligent without his crutches.

I Want a Prize, Too!!

I hereby promise all the world an end to war, starvation, disease and the embarrassment of hallitosis! I promise a chicken in every pot, a car in every garage, a college diploma on every wall, free health care for all, and no crabgrass in any lawn!

There! Now that I've made all sorts of pretty promises, can I please now have my Nobel Peace Prize? What? I didn't accomplish anything? Well, since when has that been a requirement these days? After all, the Messiah Most Miserable didn't do anything, but - gee whiz! - he only talked a pretty talk and he got one. How come I don't get one?

Come to think of it, should that prize really have gone to Obama? Perhaps it would have been more fitting to award it to his teleprompter!