Kid President

The kid is on a roll this morning. On the way to school we were talking about everything in the whole wide world, you know, the usual. And then he goes, “Mom, you know how you told me that the world needs people with hearts and minds like mine? Well I think I might need to be President of the United States and write my graphic novels on the side because something’s gotta change. I can’t stand that there are so many people who are poor and it makes me sad and worried that so many people are walking around with grumbling bellies because they don’t have enough to eat. Even kids, Mom. It’s so wrong.” And obviously, the only correct response to that was, “PREACH, kid.”



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