Posted on 07/16/2014 6:22:55 AM PDT by rightwingintelligentsia
“Watch him walk into the window again...”
“Valerie says you have to stay outside because you crapped on the carpet again.”
“I don’t like that look in his eyes. I’d better hide under the bed” —Bo
Dude I’m smarter than you so this is my office now...
I noticed that. Not too excited to see him, is he?
“The Daily Caller noted that in President Obamas best-selling memoir, Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance, the president recalls being fed dog meat as a young boy in Indonesia with his stepfather, Lolo Soetoro.
With Lolo, I learned how to eat small green chill peppers raw with dinner (plenty of rice), and, away from the dinner table, I was introduced to dog meat (tough), snake meat (tougher), and roasted grasshopper (crunchy), the president wrote. Like many Indonesians, Lolo followed a brand of Islam that could make room for the remnants of more ancient animist and Hindu faiths.
He explained that a man took on the powers of whatever he ate: One day soon, he promised, he would bring home a piece of tiger meat for us to share.”
http://abcnewsradioonline.com/politics-news/obama-ate-dog-meat-as-a-boy.html
“What’s that no good mutt doing at the door”
The Dog
“conceited bastard named me after himself!”
(BO=Barack Obama)
“Arf!...did i mention he’s a fruitcake?”
“Arf!...I’m more black than he is”
“he tried to hump MY leg the other day!”
So THAT'S why he hangs out with Reggie Love. He want to have the powers of a guy...
“Arf!...Did i mention he’s a fruitcake? ...i did?”
“Hey, you dummy! Don’t try to climb through the window again!”
“Oh boy...Oh boy...Oh boy...here comes daddy coming home after a hard day at work, just like an average American guy”
(intent of photo)
Bo is thinking “Oh goodie, I get more free stuff”
Not much different from what many democrats are thinking when they see him.
I’ve read somewhere that Obama loves fruitcake.
“I heard his name is Bark Obowow, and that he had a Canine father, but still, he doesn’t look that trustworthy to me.”
“If you can crap on the country, I can crap on the rug.”
Oh come on....... you have never seen my dog Hairy. He lays and watches the garage door that I go out............. until I come back in. He is always right there smiling and wagging his tail at me when I walk in the door.
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