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Sunday, August 10, 2008

Cheese we can believe in

Blame it on the boogieIn the midst of the dog days of summer and silly season of presidential politics, along comes the antidote to assuage the unease of an electorate that still thinks praying to Mecca will be priority #1 should the Dems prevail. Here's the perfect slice of Velveeta that sets back Barack Obama's blackness at least a decade. That and the fact he's:
  1. Never gonna give you up.
  2. Never gonna let you down.
  3. Never gonna run around and desert you.
So chock full of dorkiness, it's magically delicious.

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Anonymous jaedalaurez commented at 10/03/2008 03:43:00 PM~  

Your perspective has been missed. Hope all is well with you.

Anonymous Dani commented at 10/09/2008 01:43:00 AM~  

Hi! I found your blog on Blogarama. I love this post; SO funny! Go Obama 2008! :]

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