Obama wrote me back to my e-mail from the other day:
I know change is scary and confusing, but that doesn’t mean you should direct all your cracker rage at me. I’m sorry you had plans for your money, but we don’t all get what we want. What’s more important is that I get what I want which is what the country needs. We all other than me have to make sacrifices. And I borrowed your golf clubs.
Graaah! What a jerk! Here’s what I wrote back:
YOU’RE THE CRACKER!!! You don’t have any plans! You don’t even know what’s in those bills! And you don’t get what you want, which is to not suck so much! What this country needs is for you to announce to everyone, “I’m a stupid dummy dumb.” And then you should resign and get a job more to your skill level like Walmart greeter.
And you should have asked before taking my golf clubs! I need those to control the local squirrel population!
I told him good. Hopefully he’ll resign now and return my clubs.