I imagine Obama was extremely scared before the Inauguration. Remember, he didn't know exactly what Trump was going to do. Would Boobamba be arrested immediately?
Remember how he and Michelle quickly took that trip to Marlon Brando's island in French Polynesia? It was a place where he could not be legally extradited, I heard.
It was the dark of night and it was utterly quiet except for the gentle surf rolling onto the sandy shore outside the bungalo. But Obama's mind was restless and he was stirred by nightmares, so he lay wide awake in bed. Then the Island's resident monkey softly hobbled into the bedroom and silently climbed onto the bed and whispered something into Obama's ear:
French Polynesia also has quaint out-of-the way banks with numbered accounts......fine places to do a little money-laundering.
PP, given that BO is constantly searching
for any cash which could make its way
into his pockets, may I suggest rather than
“by the book... by the book... by the book!”
what he was really saying is:
“Buy the book...Buy the book...Buy the book!”