Nancy Boy On Fire
For the past four-plus years, we’ve been witness to an unending orgy of fellation of Barack Hussein Obama by the media, by politicians, by pundits, by scholars, by ‘artists’, and by various Americans with obvious mental defects.
While the media have been especially willing to give Barry a continuous set of gushing metaphorical BJ’s, it is the artistes who have proven most enthusiastic to caress the jug-eared Nancy-Boy’s Johnson [yeah, my own writing here is starting to make me ill, too].
Witness talented songstress Alicia Keys at one of the Inaugural Balls the other night, where she reworked the lyrics of her big hit song Girl On Fire [I have put this together based on two reports here and here]:
He’s president and he’s on fire
Hotter than a fantasy, longer like a highway [BOB: Well, we are on a Highway To Hell]
He’s living in a world and it’s on fire [BOB: Yeah…he struck the match]
Filled with catastrophe but he knows he can fly away [BOB: To the golf course, I presume]
He’s got both feet on the ground and he’s burning it down [BOB: Ever notice he's got big ol' Bozo feets?]
Got his head in the clouds [BOB: He's one tall SOB, I guess]
As he’s not backing down [BOB: I have heard that he likes his BJ's standing up]
Obama’s on fire! Obama’s on fire!
He’s walking on fire! Obama’s on fire! [BOB: Yeah, but can he walk on water?]
Everyone stands as he goes by [BOB: I always stand when a lady walks by]
They can see the flames that’s in his eyes [BOB: Flames in dead eyes?]
Watch him as he’s lighting up the night [BOB: Hey JC, JC, won't you smile at me…]
Everyone knows Michelle is his girl [BOB: Who are his boys is more interesting to me]
And together they run the world [BOB: You left out the letter 'i' in 'run']
And we’re gonna let it burn, let it burn [BOB: Like The Joker?]
That there is some Grade-A professional fellating, I tell you.
Beyonce must be jealous — especially because I heard she gave Barry a pre-recorded BJ.