Saturday, February 13, 2010
PRESIDENT OBAMA AND HIS POST-ROMANTIC ERA
The love is gone. The honeymoon is over. The romance is as dead as a rotting skunk carcass on the side of jilted lover highway. Divorce is eminent and an affair is looming. There are a few Obama-gay's and Obama-sluts still around defending their man like little Tammy Wynettes, but the fire is all but dead and their chivalry is based on saving face more than true devotion.
The Obasms are few and far between these days and Americans and the Rolling Stones still can't get no satisfaction. The man is a premature Ojaculating President who made his way to the top far too early. No more Oboners for the Barry baby mamas. Maybe 15 years down hooker road would have been better for Barry. A little Viagra would have helped his less than stimulating economic package. No such luck for a more than disappointed America in her prime.
The beer goggles are off and most of America has sobered up. This relationship is based on co-dependency and lies and a few more trips to Dr. Drew for the Obama-addicts and we can once again have a healthy and thriving economy. You take more than you give you Obastard, and I can't live like that anymore. You no longer Barack my world Mr. President. Not that you ever did, I was faking it. It's so sad that when God said Barry get in line with stupid, you thought he said cupid and complied. Now please get your things President Obama and let's not make this harder than it needs to be. No need to make a big scene, just slip away quietly. It's over Barry...oh and HAPPY OBAMANTINES DAY! Still friends, okay?