Saturday, November 19, 2011


Obama, you Ass, you had the perfect opportunity to take the fight out of me by making me complacent. Instead, you shat on my husband. How dare you inconvenience my husband. I promise you this. I will rage on you, and I will not relent until you give me the reason I need in order to be happy. I have been a thorn in your side for a long time now, but you have yet to see my benevolent rage unleashed. I am smarter than you. I am stronger than you. And I have the moral high ground. You will not survive this. I suggest you make me happy.

Sweetness, help is on its way. Just give me a moment to orient myself to the situation.

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