Pierre Elliott Obama

I'm cumming Pier - Obama

hi: i'd pretty much follow you anywhere. you're the great democratic hope! you're like a kennedy, without the drinking and the scandal. which brings me to why i'm writing. please don't fuck this up. i know, i know! it demonstrates a lack of confidence to say that. it's horrible. but. please don't fuck this up. please don't: * compromise yourself to the point where you're so bland/unresponsive/republican that you're no longer recognizable. * use poll data to shape your platform, like a spineless twat. * <i>accidentally</i> (illinois governor who shall remain nameless, i'm looking at you) fuck up campaign or taxpayer funds. * get blow jobs from an intern and then lie about it. * and while we're covering all the major democrat mistakes, don't, like, get drunk and rape anyone or drive an aide off a cliff and leave her to drown. i know you're all about the audacity of hope these days, but i've hoped before, and i got hurt. bad. you know? you hope for something better, you find a guy you think can really make you happy, or at least not completely fuck up your life, but you end up with a mush-brained hick with beedy, condescending eyes who treats you mean and makes you use all your money to bail him out when he picks fights. it hardens a girl's heart, barack. look into my eyes and tell me you're different. tell me the <a href="http://www.cafepress.com/ohobama" target="new">merchandise<a> is worth it. and i'll give you my heart. and my vote. and, you know. blowjobs. without the careless lewinsky 'blahblahblah'. thanks. love, jessica ~ I found dozens like this on Flickr.  Obama's peeps are in a religious frenzy, and if it's impossible to have rational debate with a normal Liberal, talking with zealots offering blowjobs  is futile.  Apropos to that ... “ MSNBC talk-show host Chris Matthews tells us that Barack Obama's victory speech on Super Tuesday sent "a thrill up his leg." Frothing on, he compares the candidate to JFK. On FOX News, Britt Hume isolates an audience member at that same event enjoying what can only be called an orgasmic reaction. Again, someone mumbles the sainted Kennedy name. The candidate stirs reactions almost sexual. Yet those who were there in 1960 do not recall John Kennedy evoking the clamour or deep, deep visceral response Mr. Obama seems to summon at will. The infection being loosed upon the land is far more rare than anything seen in 1960, more scarce even than the false memories of the revisionist hawkers of Camelot. But I have seen this virus before; it devastated a country I loved, a place that nurtured me and raised me up. ... [Pierre Elliott Obama] ”