Remember when you were a kid and you would get all the neighborhood kids together to play a game? You’d play king of the hill or smear the que…err… guy with the football and it was all good fun until that one kid got hurt.
You know the kid. Other kids would fall down and scrape their knee, rub some dirt on it and get back up to keep on playing. Then there was this kid:
Now, I give Obama credit for getting out there and playing some hoops. Everybody should have some physical activity as an outlet. Bumps and bruises are sure to follow. I can’t mock him for getting hurt in the pursuit of fun and fitness for that is a noble and rewarding endeavor to be praised.
For this ultra vain man who is ever conscious and controlling of his public appearance would it be asking too much to not look like a feeble loner struggling to find a way to fit in with the other kids?
Then again, a picture speaks a thousand words.