
“I’ll have your biggest, juiciest London Broil,” answers the President.
“But sir, what about the mad cow?!!” asks the waiter.
“Oh,” answers Barack , “She’ll order for herself.”

“I’ll have your biggest, juiciest London Broil,” answers the President.
“But sir, what about the mad cow?!!” asks the waiter.
“Oh,” answers Barack , “She’ll order for herself.”

The waiter approaches the table and asks for his order.
“I’ll have your biggest, juiciest London Broil,” answers the President.
“But sir, what about the mad cow?!!” asks the waiter.
“Oh,” answers Barack, “she’ll order for herself.”