Site of the Obamas’ first kiss — which for some reason is deserving of a fucking monument — was at Baskin Robbins, a company saved by Bain Capital!
Meaning that if it wasn’t for Mitt and the boys, the Obama monument (or “historical marker,” if you wish to make the whole thing sound less absurd and creepy) might right now be planted in a boulder outside a Piggly Wiggly.
Which is the only real strike I can think of against Bain Capital, come to think on it…
(h/t EBL)
cult of personality much?
Which comes first, the cult of personality or the fascism?
Are the cultists going to mark the spot where Barry ripped her hymen too? I mean, he did, didn’t he?
I suddenly have the urge to skip lunch. Thanks so much.
Harry Tuttle may have to bust out his Dremel tool and add “Brought to you by Bain Capital”.
Pop-rivets.
’nuff said?
To be clear, that was the site of the Obamas’ first kiss (plural), not Barry Obama’s first kiss. For sure he must have kissed some his other composite girlfriends before met M’chelle.
This whole Obama thing gets creepier as time passes; I wasn’t sure such a thing was possible but let’s face it, the man shatters expectations. I have developed a loathing for Chicago that I didn’t know I had in me.
Was is first kiss with a composite? And where was his first toke? Isn’t that more important?
Is the monument bolted down? ‘Cause my lunch sure isn’t.
Has anyone defaced it yet?
Bain Capital and also the Carlyle Group, which if I recall correctly were arch-villian sidekicks of the notorious Bush-Cheney Gang in all those Michael Moore adventures.