It’s the end of January, and you know what that means. It’s time to get together with your friends, crack open some beers, and gather around the TV. It’s time to laugh and cry and shout obscenities. That’s right people, are you ready for some State of the Union address? We are, and we’ve come up with a drinking game to prove it.

“Let me be clear” – sip
(If he’s actually clear- pound)
“Scott Brown” – sip
“My name is Barack Obama, and I also have a truck” – pound
“It reminds of my childhood in Kenya” – pound

Straight up, I’m a fan of President Obama. I think he has the potential to be one of the best—he’s thoughtful, articulate, intelligent, and dare I say it, seems to want to improve this country.

But the other night during his health care speech to both houses of Congress, I hate to say it, but the man shit the bed. He needed to stop with the polite talk, and communicate in a way the people of this country could understand.

Here’s the speech he should have given…