dear POTUS obama.
dude, my prepubescent self shook your hand 12 years ago …and i’ll be damned if i didn’t cry afterward. you flash that smile of yours at precisely the right moment and the entire seattle bar bursts into laughter and applause. it makes me want to vomit on my shoes and eat them for breakfast. that smile cuts everything to ribbons. it is so practiced. so shitty.
oh yeah… and the other one.