…Come, I will conceal nothing from you. I would have stood not on the order of my coming but gone at once, too.
Rand Paul: Whoa, Look At The Time. Yeah, I Have A Thing, So I Gotta Go. But Hey, Nice To Meet You. Oh And If You Want To Finish My Fries, Sure, They’re Yours.
Via @AppFlyer, not really news, just something a little amusing for the late morning.
Some will say this is cowardice. I’d say it’s excellent situational awareness. You see if you suddenly find your self at a table with Congressman Steve “illegal aliens are drug dealers with cantaloupe-calves” King and a young woman introduces herself as an illegal alien you want to be anywhere else in the known universe rather than serve as the backdrop for whatever comes next and is splashed across the internet.
Hell, I would have thrown down a smoke bomb, first. Or maybe set off an EMP pulse.
Video at the link, but I didn’t bother watching past the first forty seconds. Too busy laughing, in an actually non-nasty manner. I mean, seriously, I would have booked in Rand Paul’s place, too. Here’s the GIF:
PS: Yeah, I know. But it’s too good not to link to, frankly.