Just call Barack Mr. Potato Head:
So when Jamie Lynn Dixon looked down at the potato she noticed that staring back at her was the visage of a man. And not just any man.
“Is it Jesus?” Earl Sr. asked.
“No,” replied his son. “Better. It’s Obama.”
Right off, three of the waitresses up and fainted at the mere mention of Obama’s name.
Let’s just hope John McCain has a potato masher handy on November 4th!
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(I hope that doesn’t sound too racist!! I’d hate to go there again this week)
“Let’s just hope…”
Sorry. Hope ™ is the exclusive domain of the Obama campaign.
He’s not the Messiah, He’s a very naughty boy!
(Sorry couldn’t resist it!)