So you're a kid, nice kid, hanging out with your little sister. A limo pulls up, door opens, and a guy who looks exactly like the president tells you to get inside, promises you he'll call your mom with his fancy presidential car phone. What do you do? Do you get in? Of course you get in! And magic happens. Duh. Stop being so suspicious of grown-ups all the time.
Previously: Obama Is a Baby Whisperer