Who the Heck does Barack Osabama think he is? President of thegreatestnationonearth? Touring round them Muslim countries and Europe this week, talking to the president of Irak and telling the Iranians they’d better not build themselves any nukes, like he’s the guy with his finger on the button and the hardware to blitz the towelheads back to the dark ages if they don’t start behaving themselves. What happened – did I miss the Presidential election or something?

Last time I checked, Osabama could only just scrape together enough people in his own party to outvote Hilary Clinton. And that’s in a party that actually likes the blacks!!! I mean, sheesh - how hard can it be to beat a woman whose husband cockolded her and stained that Monica Lewdinski’s dress with his filthy love-juice while she COMMITTED AN UNSPEAKABLE CARNAL ACT ON HIS MANHOOD? And how’s he think he’s gonna get votes from the rest of us right-thinking people who don’t wanna sign up for tax raises and free passports for the illegals and weddings for the sodomites and withdrawing the troops from Irak even tho everyone knows it’s the frontline of the waronterror?

And like Bob said, it ain’t like Osabama’s an expert on the Middle East or anything. You tellin’ me the guy knows the difference between a regular Iraki and a Sunny Muslim and a Shite? I don’t think so. They all look the frickin same, for one thing. Specially the chicks covered head-to-toe in them burgers, with just their eyes showing through a slit in the headscarf and no way of knowing who’s who, so you go out with your wife to the ballgame and get separated in the crowds and next thing you know, you’ve taken the wrong chick home and have to shack up with a complete stranger for the next fifty years. And why do the women always walk three paces behind the guy? I don’t want to spend my free time walking behind Bob watchin his butt cheeks swing side to side. I love my man an all, whatever his faults, but when I signed up on my wedding day to have and to hold him from this day forth, I sure as heck weren’t thinking I’d be holdin’ onto an ass that size. I weren’t really thinking at all, if I’m honest.