My one-word answer to the email I received from Barry today and his one-word subject line:
From: Barack Obama [info@barackobama.com]
To: Darleen
CC:
Subject: HeyDarleen —
My upcoming birthday next week could be the last one I celebrate as President of the United States, but that’s not up to me — it’s up to you.
This July deadline is our most urgent yet, coming after two consecutive months of being significantly outraised by Romney and the Republicans.
And if you pitch in $3 or whatever you can before midnight tonight, you and a guest will be automatically entered to join me at my birthday get-together next month:
https://donate.barackobama.com/My-Birthday
Thanks. Hope I’ll see you soon.
– Barack
Gads, what a pity party.
but that’s not up to me — it’s up to you.
baracky you built you own it
Glen Beck says he donated $3 in the hope he wins the raffle.
Now that would truly be “Must See TV.”
– I’d give him 3 bucks…….worth of Arugula.
– Baracky….you see our poor failshit country….Somebody else didn’t do that, you did.
“El Bambas theme” (sung to ‘Movin on up’)
(intro)
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To that Deelux mansion in Dee-Cee-eee-eeeee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
Mah fat assed Mamma, and Mee-hee-heeee
(1st coda)
Fish don’ cook in dah kitchen
Beans don’ fry on dah grill
Took a whole lot of Jive-‘n baby
Jess tah git over dat Hill
Finally gitin some payback
No mo chitlins and greens
Jess me and Mooch, ‘n a jug of hooch
Lord she gonna be dah Queen
(bridge)
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To that Deelux mansion in Dee-Cee-eee-eeeee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
Mah fat assed Mamma, ‘n Mee-hee-heeee
(2nd coda)
Payed my dues ‘n Chicago
Fooled all dose bros in dah hood
Own all dose Progs, ‘n deh whole damn cult
Doz elites nevah though I could
Handouts ‘ain’t done in dah daylight
Payoffs are hid in dah Bills
Takes a whole shitload of kickbacks
Jess to buy off dat Hill
(chorus)
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To that Deelux mansion in Dee-Cee-eee-eeeeee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
Old Marx got ‘nothin, on Mee-hee-heeeee
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To that Deelux mansion in Dee-Cee-eee-eeeeee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
Mah junk’n dah trunk, ‘n Mee-hee-heeeee
(3rd coda)
First I’ll change all da lawyers
Den I’ll spend all dah dough
Take all dat money, from da greedy rich
Give it to dah bros ‘n dah poe
Holders got them a-dancin’
Axels got them snowed
Dah press has got, a whole bunch of dumb
All of dem is pimps n’ hoe’s
Gonna force dem dat healthcare
Shove it up deys ass
When I’m done, dey’ll be so numb
Dey won’t give a shit what I stole
(fini)
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To that Deelux mansion in Dee-Cee-eee-eee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
My fat assed Mamma, and Mee-hee-heeeeee
Oh we’re movin on up, to the West wing
To Dat Old crackers house in Dee-Cee-eee-eee
Oh we’re movin on up to dat Whitehouse
We finally got it made, Mooch and Mee-hee-heeeeee
– Sherman Hemley – rip
– Make that Hemsley
Apparently, you’re on a first-name basis with “Barack”, Darleen.
Man, that is the creepiest campaign ever. Cult of personality stuff is inherently creepy anyway, and they’re constantly pushing it even further.
Makes me shudder. And want to clean my guns and sharpen my knives.
Has anybody yet tracked down a bride who asked all her wedding guests for donations to Dear Leader in lieu of toasters and stemware? I think that would make a riveting human interest piece in the better grade of weekly newsrags.