That is an interesting illustration of Obama running in the jungle, trying to flee the Safari hunters who aim to bag a prized simian for their museum collection.
We always knew he was doing the bidding of the organ grinder. This time, his lover Larry Sinclair won’t save him from the pain headed his way.
When one looks at the soldiers, however, they don’t seem to be looking at their quarry. They’re looking at each other and one’s looking up into the trees while Bam scoots away, jacket still buttoned, without his suit even getting wet
I’m like “HE’S RIGHT THERE, YOU GUYS! THERE HE IS! HE’S GETTING AWAY!!!!”