Wednesday, June 26, 2013

presidents day

get up, is it that time again, shit, i forgot to wash the make up off, putting on a face to face the world, practice smiling, you feel better already, i wish those wrinkles would go away, the hair is graying, should have used more of that guey stuff, back to black in ten minutes, you shower again, it's not like you have an STD, your voice is awful yet you sing, suddenly...Michelle, i told you not to interrupt me when i'm singing. The man i used to know would never say that, she replies, eyes open wondering what happened to the man. she recomposes herself, gets the smile ready, then all serious says out load.... food stamps Barry, they forgot my food stamps again, so what are you gonna do about it, you are the President. Can you pass me the towel honey...michelle does not like taking orders..she hesitates...i'll call service, i swear to you..barack replies, a little annoyed. i can order a drone attack on any old village in war torn Iraq, anywhere, and she wont even throw me the towel...ah michelle..screams barack, were out of back to black...now i'll be grey all day...

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