Posted on 03/31/2009 5:48:26 AM PDT by 4BoysMom
AS Barack Obama sweeps into Britain today for the G20 summitwith his entourage of 500, armour-plated limousine, decoy helicopters, chef and medical team, one man will be at the centre of all the action.
To White House staff Reggie Love is the President’s “body man”. Obama refers to him rather differently as “my guy, Reggie. The kid brother I never had”.
There are 200 secret service agents travelling with Obama willing to take a bullet for their Commander in Chief but Reggie is prepared to do much, much more. While he may not keep terrorists at bay he ensures that the leader of the free world is not confronted with mayonnaise, asparagus, soft drinks, salt and vinegar crisps and many other things that Obama can’t stand...
(Excerpt) Read more at express.co.uk ...
On another note... FTA: “There is nothing worse than losing to Barack Obama,” says Reggie. “You never hear the end of it.”
I hear ya, buddy....
“sounds like Reggie does lots of the things wives normally do.”
uh, yeah. Ask Larry Sinclair about that...
re slap in the face....
JERRY: I think when you name a baby Jeeves, you’ve pretty much mapped out his future.
CREEPY.
In other words — Reggie is Barack’s nanny.
LOL... that’s great!
"Nevertheless, Jeeves, it is a scientific fact that there is a particular style of female that does seem strangely attracted to the sort of fellow I am."
"Very true, sir."
"I mean to say, I know perfectly well that I've got, roughly speaking, half the amount of brain a normal bloke ought to possess. And when a girl comes along who has about twice the regular allowance, she too often makes a bee line for me with the love light in her eyes. I don't know how to account for it, but it is so."
"It may be Nature's provision for maintaining the balance of the species, sir."
There is something just wrong with someone who doesn’t like mayonnaise.
Can't Reggie floss his own teeth?
Reggie’s more qualified to be POTUS than Barry.
Well, when we were kids, the four of us lived alone with Momma and we were dirt poor. Mayonnaise was a special commodity for us and it was used very sparingly.
One day Momma hollered at me and wanted to know where the new jar was that she had just bought. (I was the oldest) I told her I didn't know and we went to looking.
About thirty minutes later I found my youngest brother, he was about 5 y.o., behind the couch with a spoon and an empty jar of mayonnaise. He had eaten the whole quart!
It didn't take very long before he turned green as a cucumber and got sick as a dog. He puked for hours.
That was over forty years ago and he hasn't touched a bite of it since. True story.
And the telepromptor is his daddy..
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