President Obama was eating his morning waffles. "I sure love waffles," he said to no one in particular.
His aide rushed into the room. "Sir, Iran has--"
"Why can't I just eat my waffle?" Obama asked angrily.
"Sir, there is a crisis and--"
"Can you not see the waffle I am eating? You will wait until my waffle is gone to talk to me! I'm the president!"
"Yes, sir."
Obama took another bite. "I sure love waffles. I guess its the shape I like best. The waffle shape."
"Maybe you should just eat your waffles instead of talking about them so we can get to business," the aide suggested.
"Don't tell me how to eat my waffles!" Obama screamed. "I'm the president!" He then muttered to himself, "Dumb cracker." He looked back to the waffles. "Mmm... waffles!"
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