Y’all, listen to me. Michelle Obama is Da Bomb. I know I’m about about a decade and a half behind cool with that term, but I am convinced that term was invented 15 years ago to get us ready for her.
She brings something new to the FirstLadyship. Fun. She takes what she does very seriously but she does not take herself seriously. I thought her Mom Dancing with Jimmy Fallon was the most adorable thing ever. Try to grab a handful of Callista Gingrich doing that.
I saw her last night and she is – indeed – da bomb. God gave us “da bomb” fifteen years ago because we needed to be ready when Michelle got here.
And one of the fun parts is watching the rightwing heads explode. They took to Twitter.
Self-serving? Yeah, right. President Obama is running again in four years. Y’all, lean over here and listen to me, these people are nuts.
Bless their hearts, they are still waiting for Da Bomb when it’s exploding right in their faces. Michelle Obama is not only Da Bomb, she is Elvis, Grace Kelly, Marie Curie, and Dolly Madison all rolled into one.
Yeah, yeah, I agree about the rest of the Oscars – hours of boring your ta-tas off punctuated by minutes of brilliance. She was one of them.