
Talk about crazy frequent flyer mileage, just this week he has flown to Moscow, to Rome, the G8 Summit in L'Aquilla, Italy, back to Rome, then to Africa to begin a 6 country tour of the continent....
He meets some of the most interesting people in the world and they actually kiss his ass. Just this week alone he has been seen with the President of the Soviet Union (if thats what they are still calliin it, or is it Russia?), the Prime Minister of said country, and today was kickin it with Benny...not that Benny, but Pope Benedict. I mean taking pictures and all, (I bet his MySpace photo album would be a fool...) Dude and his wife hung with the Queen of England (with iPods in tow). Then he switches it up and hung out with Al Sharpton, Stevie Wonder, and even Chris "Ludacris" Bridges...
-------------------- BREAK -------------------Pres. Obama got GROUPIES! Man there are black women all over the world sweatin the man. (This was overheard at a bar before the inauguration during his transition)
Female #1. Girl, the things I would to Obama...
Female #2: I know huh? I'd even do that thing with the ice cubes...
Female #2: And that $!*%# Michelle got that dude sprung...wide open!
Female #1: Girl shut up dem niggaz at the table behind us are listening
Me: You damn straight, would you like some ice?
Now when was the last time you EVER heard two hoodrats talkin about anything dealin with the government that did include food stamps, welfare checks, and income tax checks?
His (and I hate this word wit a passion, but I'm finna use it here) swag is so damn dominant that you gotta give it up to him. He never hides his "blackness" at all, his walk, the way he holds himself when he talks, he plays basketball, and smokes Newports. He aint scared to walk in the corner burger joint and grab a lil something. He loves caking with his wife and is a daddy to his daughters. Always on his crackberry, prolly on Twitter and checkin his email and shit, you know how we addicted to dem thangs. If you remember the inauguration, he had a "nigga moment" (please send all hat ail for that comment to Aaron McGregor ~The management). You tryin to think about what Im talkin bout arent you. Well, he got "the job"...authenticated his staff (signed a couple of papers basically), then went to lunch. After lunch when you would think a man startin a new job would be back at the office gettin his work on...NOOOOOOOOOO, he wants to walk around the streets of D.C., after his afternoon stroll with his old lady (more caking), he went back the crib, changed clothes and then went party hoppin getin to the party late, dance one song, say a few words, then was out to the next one....You already knows what happens after the club, dont you? Thats right...hit the Waffle House, the store on the corner and then he bent the First Baby Mama cross the desk in the Oval Office...
Now aint that the life? Hail to the Chief!!!!
From the mind of the Insomniaq
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