God forbid the FLOTUS likes the POTUS in neither boxers nor briefs… but they’re married, so it’s all good. Jesus gives two thumbs up to the Obamas having a rollicking roll in the hay every now and again. </sarcasm>
Anyhow, maybe she likes him in boxer-briefs. Or a banana hammock. You’re the one imagining the POTUS nekkid, I’m guessing. Jesus, now that it’s out that Obama might wear neither boxers nor briefs, the terrorists have won! Or something.
Guess what? I like to see my husband in neither as well. Dammit, I shouldn’t have said that, it’s unbecoming. Note to self: Stop being unbecoming.
You know what’s unbecoming, Todd Starnes? Mom jeans. I saw you in Tampa at the RNC, bro.
Yes, FOR SHAME. SHAME SHAME SHAME. Now that the finger-wagging is out of your system for a married woman sort of answering a question about her husband’s underpants on a giggly morning show, maybe you can go back to being offended by South Park and calling for its blasphemy to be condemned.
