Oh my Deity. I almost watched the whole thing but got too queasy. These two moronic women singing about wishing they could do ANYTHING in return for all the strength Barack Obama has shown, all that he has taught them????? I’m surprised they didn’t slobber and lick the giant poster.
Somewhere right now in Palm Springs, Barry lifts his head from the crack pipe, brushes away the young gay studs at his lap, and clicks on his tv to SNL. He smiles. “They still adore me.” Then he clicks off the stupid actresses and returns to the business at hand.
Wasn’t that a new low in creepy? Even for them?