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The American dreams

January 8, 2009

One of my housemates wanders onto the porch this morning and says, “The first thing I thought when I woke up this morning is, ‘Oh my god! I went golfing with Barack Obama!'”

“Were you any good?” we ask.

“Not at all.”

“Was he any good?”

“He was my caddy.”

So much for the dawn of the new America…

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