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SOTU: President Obama embraces Rep. Gabrielle Giffords ahead of tonight’s State of the Union address.
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This is what America’s about right here. Perseverance and support.
I was going through the emails from the Suburban Justice account, and saw that we had emailed the author of the above book, “Help Mom! Radicals are Ruining my Country” with a very specific question.
Ms. DeBrecht,
Just out of curiosity, on the cover of your book “Help Mom! Radicals are Ruining My Country!” who is the likeness second to the right supposed to be? I see Senator Harry Reid, Represenative Nancy Pelosi, Representative Barney Frank, Senator Chuck Schumer, Senator Chris Dodd and President Barack Obama.
Who is the guy in the yellow jacket with one shoe standing behind the hot dog?Thank you,
Suburban Justice Staff
The most bizarre thing about this isn’t that she answered us, but rather that we somehow typed the phrase “guy in the yellow jacket with one shoe standing behind the hot dog” about something that’s actually real.
If you’re wondering who it is, it’s supposed to be Chris Matthews. Which I guess makes sense if you’re on LSD.
I’m a little skeptical about this whole Osama Bin Laden being dead thing. I mean, do they honestly expect us to believe that this is the White House Situation Room?
Everyone knows this is what the Situation Room looks like:
Do you think Admiral Fitzwallace would even set foot in the alleged Situation Room above? I don’t.
Day 1
So for Christmas, my mom got me a Barack Obama Chia Pet.
A fan of Obamerchandise, of which I have previously written articles about at Suburban Justice, I was elated.
I was poised to start growing a Chia-fro on the the president, until I realized I had to return to college on an airplane, not by driving as I had planned. The Chia inauguration had been put on hold.
It wasn’t until I returned home from school this weekend that I decided it was time to elect a President that would grow a small and unsubstantial herb garden on his clay sculptured head.
I started by clearing an area on the counter and looking over the box thoroughly.
And by that, I mean I threw it on the counter.
Opening the box, I removed the clay Obama head and placed it on the counter, prominently displaying the President on the green marble counter. He looked goddamn inspiring.
Look at that good-looking pottery-faced motherfucker. That is our president, ladies and gentlemen.
Reading the directions, you’re supposed to soak the head in water for an hour.
If the Chia gods wish it to be so…
So the next step was to mix the seeds with water, which was supposed to make them into a sticky, paste-like form.
I disagree. This looked more like what a chinchilla would vomit.
Just as the directions told me to, I smeared the seed-puke onto the head of Obama, which is something I never want to hear on C-SPAN. It ended up looking like this:
Which actually, if you think about it, will probably look like Obama in about 10 years. But other than that, there is little resemblance.
Let’s just hope that I don’t cause the President’s herb-hair to turn brown instead of a lush green afro.
Scott takes on all the people hating on President Obama and his new, shiny Nobel Peace Prize.