One morning I was sitting at the breakfast table with my grand daughter. I asked her if she knew what tomorrow is. Without missing a beat, she replied,” President's Day.” I thought, “She’s pretty smart.” So I asked her if she knew what President's Day is. Again, without missing a beat, she said, “When the president walks out the door of the White House, sees his shadow, and we know it will be another year of bull****.”

You know, it really hurts when coffee comes out of your nose.