Mrs. Nickelson Wouldn’t Have Put Up With It
I’m not gonna spend a lot of time analyzing the Presidential Debate from last night because, quite frankly, I’m tired of hearing about it.
My only question though is how can two people spend an hour and a half calling each other a liar and then be able to shake hands at the end? It’s kind of like being in a bar brawl and then sitting down and having a beer with the guy who kicked your butt – just seems kind of odd, doesn’t it?
One last thing – they would have never gotten away with their rudeness last night if my third grade teacher, Mrs. Nickelson, would have been moderating that thing they called a “town hall meeting.” After the first five minutes, she would have had them raising their hands in order to speak….and spit out that gum!