It came close enough to me that I could feel its hot breath on my cheek. I will never forget that feeling. It didn't matter that I was liberal and open-minded. It didn’t matter that my little girl was sweet, beautiful and charming. It wants blood, mine and my daughter's would do. If you have had a moment of terror like this let me know... (the /at/ in my email address below is written that way to defeat the spammers, you need to type it in as @)
Thursday, February 21, 2008
With Friends Like These...
Or- maybe he really is the problem. Another example of how Mr. Obama's friends and relatives (I won't even mention Michelle at this point) can't help themselves from highlighting his weaknesses.