postcard from dubba ya...

today i recieved a postcard from the president. it read:
"dear eugene,

here in our nation's capital the temperature is over 100 degrees. so why's my approval rate-ing below 35 percent? this foreign policy stuff is a little frustrating. but then again i am the master of low expectations. i miss you, eugene.

love, george"

i'm not quite sure what he meant. but i did notice the handwriting looked kind of funny. i had a mute handwriting specialist look at it to determine whether or not it was written by the president himself. and.... being a mute handwriting specialist myself, i came to the conclusion that it's legit. just two questions... why did he spray the postcard with some sort of cologne that smells like urine? and how did he find me in latvia? do you think he saw my blog? strange. maybe he's got me mixed up with another monster. he does know plenty of them.