Fail to the Chief

So last week me and the Hoag go out for buddy nite.

We order a drink and start talking.

We are sitting there with our coats on for a bit. Hoag stands up and starts taking his jacket off.

He has a slight smirk on his face.

He puts the jacket on the back of chair and kinda turns around.

I BURST OUT LAUGHING!

Hard laughter in a crowded restaurant.

Hoag is wearing a sweater with the presidential seal embroidered over the breast area.

He's trying to be all nonchalant about it.

Nobody else for the next three hours said a word about it.

I just kept laughing. I'm picturing him golfing with Barack.

Maybe ya had to have been there....