When you're stuck in the car with a married couple that is arguing over really stupid crap, you can see in the man's eyes a longing for the good old days of a locked bathroom, soap suds and a sears underwear catalog. In the woman's eyes....dreams of D cell batteries dance in her head....

I'm running for President. I want to say crazy stuff and get billionaires to give me money too! Why should those dopes get ALL the fun? Here's my first crazy statement....Obama will make us all light our flatulence to heat our homes! Aw yeah. I'm rolling!

I stuck out my pinkie while drinking tea (as a joke) and Rick Santorum burst into my living room and called me Hitler. He needs to calm down a bit.