The Obamarama opens for business in a couple of months. Even though we think he’s already president, it really doesn’t happen until the end of January.
We think his first day was the day after winning the election. What a first day on the job that was: The Russians told him they were going to set up missiles, the Palestinians bombed Israel and Kim Jong II’s netflix subscription got screwed up. We’ve seen continued executive madness and greed and 500 point swings in the stock market – daily.
Now, the bailout is close to 10 trillion dollars.
Can you see him sitting there having breakfast the day after he won the election, having toast at the breakfast nook with his wife and kids. What was going through his mind as he spread something on one of the kid’s multigrain toast?
We now know that when Obama speaks, something good happens in the market, so we’d like him to speak often and loudly and get the people out there lending and spending. We know that when Bush, Paulson and their crew speak, the market tanks.
So, all we need to bail us out is more of Obama.
Then, we’ll figure out the puppy-poopy thing.
I hope it doesn’t take long because I can’t shake the stress of this whole thing - I’m stuck in a job and need the money, could lose it and would probably freak out, but hate it at the same time. Some of the people I have to deal with make me sick to my stomach.
Is that message written in feces?
That’s a shitty question.