While wrangling some of the ubiquitous dust in our
construction site kitchen tonight, I had this thought.
Since our adorable President says nuke-you-lar instead of nuke-lee-ar, don’t you bet he also says swifter instead of swiffer?
As in, “Laura, honey. Toss me the swifter — I got me one of those lines of dust that keeps sneakin under my dustpan here.”
I’m just sayin, is all.