I had a dream the other night that Barack Obama and I TP-ed someone's house. We were the best of friends, conversing about everything from the economy to this one time he tried to stick it in Michelle's back door. Point is, we were true homies.
P.S. I really hate arguing about politics. Like a lot. Everyone is entitled to their own opinions and I would never discourage anyone to believe what they want. If it were really up to me, Barack and Michelle would just trade off being president every 4 years until the day that I die. That is all.