Hooozaaa! America! and Good Day! to the House of BOD. I hope this note finds you all in good health and constitution. Don’t forget on this termination of the month of Julius that
all ceremonial pork loins and buttery figs must be consumed by midnight. Penalties include the docking of afterlife virgins at a rate of one per hour.
Speaking of enlightened despots and post-humus booty, our illustrious President B.O. recently toasted two of his newest friends and scholars. Clearly the teachable moment in all of this is that police brutality and race card playing leads to a seat at the most powerful cocktail hour this side of Boris Yeltsin’s dacha. Although we are not exactly sure what went on during this imbibition session, it is safe to say “Hooray Beer”! (Unless of course you are VP JB, in which case you would opt for the tamer “Hooray Non-Alcoholic Beer!)
All in all, me thinks our Prez deserved a cold one, although he may want to start opting for something a little stronger than 4.2% ABV. After making a clean break from the gate in January, those pesky approval numbers have been sniped at the knees, and Crazy Nancy only seems to be complicating matters. Here are the gains after the first half of the year:
Pablo- $1.66
Cash-$15.00
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