Dear Mister POTUS Trump,
Can y’all please allow Nathan a nice gig? His daddy opined that no one wanted to talk with him, except the girls who ruined his four years streak of straight A’s.
He’s one of many to whom I mentioned in my OLD blogs in reference to ‘investing in the future’ and ‘paying it forward’.
I’d hate for this advanced alien entity, err, mere human to end up with another begging bowl.
So I’m hoping your recent apprentice program will assist those Locals. That’s a weird word but l have to do house chores.