“Do you think I’d make a pretty First Lady?” Joe asked. Jen and Finnegan looked at each other, mildly startled, they had both thought he was asleep.

“Dr. Grandma Biden EdD Jill Biden-Biden is First Lady, Grandpa,” Finnegan said.

“I know that,” Joe snapped. “I asked if I would make a pretty First Lady.”

“Are you coming out as trans, Mr. Presdient, I mean Mrs. President, or Thr. President, however you choose to identify,” Jen asked excitedly.

“What?” Joe asked.

“We don’t have time for this,” Finnegan said. “We are supposed to be getting ready for the Zelensky call.”

“Keev,” Joe said. “Keev.”

“You are supposed to pronounce it ‘Zelenskyy,’ with both Ys,” Jen said.

“Keev,” Joe said. “Keeeeeeeeeev.”

“Very good, Gender Non-Specific Presiperson,” Jen cooed. “Coming out as trans will really lock up the vote of the people who were going to vote for you anyway.”

“Grandpa is not coming out as trans,” Finnegan said. “There’s nothing wrong with that, of course, the QUILTBAG community has our full support as they create new genders on TikTok. I want to be very clear on that point.” She looked straight into one of the security cameras as she carefully enunciated.

“It’s me. I’m the one that’s sick,” Joe said. He grinned, let his face fall, and then grinned again as he looked back and forth at the women.

“You’re not sick, Grandpa. You’ve had thirty-eight vaccine shots.”

“Am I the First Husband?” Joe asked, staring out the fake window of the fake Oval Office set.

“So you are definitely back to he/him pronouns?” Jen asked disappointedly.

“Keev,” he said. “Keev. All I’ve ever wanted to be was pretty.”

 

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