Without our traditions...

...if we indeed have any...WHAT would our lives be like? Are we destined, as citizens of the United States of America, to become SHUNNED in the world--thanks to the Obama administration?

Though all we may have is 'tradition' from our immigrant 'fathers', I am concerned...that Mr. Obama NEVER HAD A FATHER.  A real father, to teach him.  All he seems to have had was Frank Marshall Davis, who taught him how to STAIN HIS SHORTS.

That may have a impact, considering Mr. Trump's theory, yes?As citizens of these great United States, our lives have become shaky, haven't they?

Personally, I'm feeling as if I am a resident of Anatevka, not Chicago.

Tell me, ya think he looks OK? Or not?

Last night, in Martha's Vineyard (who the hell is Martha, BTW, and I am not seeing any kind of "Vineyard"? It's an island, and there doesn't seem to be any 'great grape growing region' there, only TOURISM! And freakin' ICE CREAM SHOPS!)

Is Inkwell Beach so black-oriented, that all they can think to do is "Let's go have ice cream"?

The Inkwell, courtesy Robert Abel

(And, maybe that's a good thing? Butt, certainly not for anyone's waistline or hips though, is it, Michelle?).

Look at him. Here's a zoom shot of Barky Obama. Think he looks 'wholesome', eating 'organic veggies' from the lead-contaminated White House garden Michelle works so hard at...

...either he's suffering from lead poisoning, or trying to hold in his dentures, or the food wasn't so good? Whatsamattah, Barky?

I have a very strong feeling this man is quite ill. Based upon his autobiographical writings regarding his relationship with "Frank", he may be HIV positive, or even have AIDS (he himself remarked about "amber pants", which pretty much describes mutual anal penetration.).

Sooo, talk ta Barky himself about it, anyone who feels disgusted! He wrote that piece of garbage, I didn't!

He certainly has some sort of 'wasting disease', if you just take a look at how his fave White Sox cap is now too large!

Holy Pig Ears and Pig Snouts, Dogman!

Chicago hot dogs at the White House

Lynn Sweet reports:

The president and Mrs. Obama and her mom, Marian Robinson, did send in a "to go" order for four hot dogs. Payne prepared them extra special and sent them up to the Obama residence.

On a silver platter.

Ground up pig ears and snouts and 'other' leftovers...hmm, isn't that nice, and on a silver platter!

How healthy can that be, Ms ME$hell?

And surely there's enough salt to turn freshwater to ocean (or BLOAT YOU!) in the form of sodium nitrate and sodium nitrite. Mmm, sounds yummy--NOT!



Chicago Hot Dog #1

Chicago Hot Dog #2

Chicago Hot Dog #3

But, here's the 'hottest dog' at the White House, Number 4, and his 'weakling' owner seems to be barry-ly able to hold on to him!

Looks like a ten-year old trying to hold on to a pit-bull attacking. Obviously, Mommy Stanley never let him have any pets, other than Frank Marshall Davis!

So, I'm asking, did they EAT the fourth dog, or WAG the fourth dog?