Obama: Our President

My heart is swollen with love, promise, and overwhelming happiness. I expect to wake in the middle of a musical,  to rainbows and people skipping down the street and gas derived from sewage for under a dollar. I’m teaching Theo to sabre a bottle of champagne tonight. God bless Obama.


One Response to “Obama: Our President”

  1. […] the back side of my knife repeatedly up the seam of the bottle, and voila! A rainbow of bubbly and a cleanly decapitated vessel. I might just start every Sunday off this […]

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