It must be nice to be the President. You get to
eat all the chocolate cake you want. Chocolate
cake gives me a rush, I don’t know about you.
You also get to kill people, (and I don’t mean
in the middle of Fifth Avenue], and get away with it.
Fuck me, that has to produce a rush, don’t
you think?, perhaps the ultimate rush.
Yeh, it must be nice to be President.
Islander.