Life after the 2008 Election or how things look after Obama

I just got home from the store. They are still backordered on the .22 caliber ammo until Ramadan. How odd. They have boxes and boxes of .17 calibre but no rifles that will shoot it.

My second wife and I took a walk in the woods while my first wife cooked goat stew. Without being obvious on my walks, I always check my weapons stash. Nothing appears disturbed, not even the booby trapped Bible.

We checked the mailbox since it's delivery day. The snail mail runs twice a month. I was hoping my African Congress passport would arrive today. No Luck.

I did get a copy of the Koran Today news. It's required reading so I had to get out my genuine Brotherhood reading mat, lay at the mailbox and read it immediately.

After the goat stew, I will attend tonight's Islamic Initiation class. The last one to arrive gets to be the Infidel on Friday. Must be on time or loose my head later. If I'm the first one to arrive 30 days in a row, I get nominated to Death Squad status. This is a highly prized opportunity.

If I can make it, I'll have job security at the hospital. These days the hospital is pretty empty. It's another miracle of ObamaCare. Just letting people know that your neighbor might be on your death panel/treatment schedule keeps the sick at home.

Someday, my children will look back upon these hard times and see what might have been if Palin had won in 2008. Thank the U.N. for Obama!

Now, I must extinguish my candle. I don't want to burn up all my cat tallow on one journey entry.