Cave Life

A cave man cometh. His strong meat chomping life, his hairy wife. Legend has it, that when hairy wife returned home bearing berries, caveman knocked her over the noggin with a toy club, bought at Walmart. Back in the Whitehouse the President is facing a dilemma; should he remove the pickle and the lettuce from his cheeseburger? He phones old caveman for advice. The phone is answered by the hairy wife. She say’s he should eat kale. The president is clearly shaken. He turns to the First Lady she is not there, she in the garden picking berries. The President makes an executive decision; he bestow upon the hairy cave wife an ambassadorship to Greenland in perpetuity. “That should do it”, he mutters, reaching for the ketchup.