Adults, right? It's like every time your parents drag you to a party they spend about 300 hours saying goodbye and you're just standing there smiling and trying to telepathically communicate that it's time to STFU and GTF out of there. This kid took matters into his own hands by just swan diving into a couch in the Oval Office.

It makes no sense that this photo is just blowing up now, because this could have really been the hit of the summer. This kid, just throwing himself headfirst onto a couch, could have been this year's planking; hell, he could have been OWLING. But because this picture is just gathering steam now, he'll only be a kid who is doing what all of us have wanted to do at one time or another: viciously murder our parents for just taking too goddamn long.

Years from now, this little guy will look back on this photo and realize exactly where he was and who his parents were speaking to. He will probably laugh. It will probably be a story he tells at parties. As he grows old, he will pass the stories to his children, and they, to their children. "Grandpa sure was a firecracker," someone will say fifty years from now. But on this day in June, he knows nothing of politics and of "important people" and "being the best American he can be." He only knows that his fucking blazer is too hot and there's nothing to play with in the room, only some garish paintings some kindergartener must have done on the wall. and he is D-O-N-E. Done.

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Actual photo caption for context:

President Barack Obama visits with a departing United States Secret Service agent and his wife as their son dives into a couch in the Oval Office, June 23, 2014. (Official White House Photo by Lawrence Jackson)

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