So enter Dreams of my Obama, My Life as a Mansexual, starring Birdie Babs Obama.
We pick up the story in Obama's own words, typed by a ghost writer like Bill Ayers in his great autobiography.

Here we have my Hawaiian Birth Certificate just as valid as the one which Axelrod Inc. had produced which all the simpletons at DailyKos bit on hard.

The white baby is my alter ego twin called, White Folks Me. The doctor looked allot like Conan O'Brien.


Having nothing to do, at age 10, I started the Harlem Obama Trotters. Once again though Meadowlark Lemon was hired by the group and my basketball team became the Harlem Globe Trotters and they never enjoyed success like they had with me.


Wanting to settle down, I looked up some of the descendants of the people my Luo tribe kidnapped and sold into slavery. I found one who wanted to come up to the Obama big house named Michelle Robinson, but my heart will always belong to Lawrence Sinclair as he pays for the date while Michelle just gets drunk.

As my teleprompter is running silent, I think that is about it in my life as a mansexual in all the drama it has been. Oh I did breast feed the internet, after Al Gore fathered it.
That is how my manboobs became so buxom.
end book quotes.
So there we have it, exactly what Joseph Farah was asking for, but I really don't want ten thousand dollars for serving our Prime Minister. Perhaps Mr. Farah could make good on what that tarty Noel Sheppard was not mansexual enough to offer up in a nice Nebraska Cabela's Italian made black powder shotgun, 10 gauge, American Pioneer powder and 25 pounds of two shot.
The other nine grande, they can donate to Aaron Klein's Save the Jews from Jews work, as the way things are going over in the Holy Land, the secular Jews out of Europe will have the Jews all killed off before Obama allows the commie Persians enough time to nuke them all.
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