Q: I seem to remember a time in Texas on another problem, taxes, where you tried to get out in front and tell people it's not a crisis now, it's going to be a crisis down the line - you went down in flames on that one. Why...
The boy king: Actually, I - if I might. (Laughter.) I don't think a billion-dollar tax relief that permanently reduced property taxes on senior citizens was "flames," but since you weren't a senior citizen, perhaps that's your definition of "flames."
Q: I never got my billion --
Preznit Stupid: Yes. Because you're not a senior citizen yet. Acting like one, however. Go ahead. (Laughter.)
I can hear it now: oh, his homespun, folksy humor is so refreshing!
Balls. That was either an Alzheimer's joke or a senility joke. F*cking dumbass.