As the royal parasites close bring America their forced and strained Christmas greetings they once again unconvincingly go through the motions of declaring their “Christian faith” for one last time. Soon they’ll be off to the welcome environs of their local mosque and their familiar prayer rugs.
Obama has trouble getting to words to leave his lying trap, saying, “Tomorrow, for the final time as ‘first family,’ we will join our ‘fellow Christians’ around the world to rejoice in the birth of our savior.” He got through it, unconvincing as it was, without breaking into fits, having his head spin around and without a stream of simulated pea soup enveloping the cameraman.
As if anyone believes that Obama is going to be sharing the story of the birth of Jesus, the shameless Obama says, “and as we retell his story from that holy night, we’ll also remember his eternal message. Obama and the Mooch can be seen as more relaxed now that they’re off of that Christian stuff and into more familiar Islam and black liberation fundamental hatred theology, what Obama transparently refers to as “boundless love, compassion and hope.”
Many of the rest of us see redistributive anti-white racism for what it is, his message is intended for the blind fools who believe his crap. Mooch, the epitome of a parasite, adopts her natural position has the advocate for sponging and wealth confiscation from her luxurious Hawaiian vacation.
She reinforces the lies of her communist first partner, saying, “The idea that we are our brother’s keeper and our sister’s keeper that we should treat others as we would want to be treatit [sic]. That we care for the sick, feed the hungry,” and submit to conquest in the name of being a good “moral” person, “welcome the stranger, no matter where they come from or how they practice their faith.”
The White House Jihadist chimes in, “Those are values that help guide not just my family’s Christian faith, but that of Jewish Americans and Muslim Americans, non-believers and Americans of all backgrounds.” Actually, Obama, those are warning signs that you’re being taken over by a hostile army of invaders being orchestrated by a Trojan horse Islamist from Indonesia. That might be hard for you to recognize, being the source of the hostility.
Mooch then invokes the name of our troops as further insurance against anyone taking offense to her hands being in our pockets and the national blindfolds applied. She turns it into a commercial for the military, doing her best not to spit as she keeps her tongue and all of those misshapen teeth in their designated positions.
It’s noteworthy that while naming the family members, the two barking dogs are mentioned, there is no reference to the one that walks relatively upright, the one formerly known as “grandma.” They’re both pretending that she doesn’t exist anymore, kind of like when Obama’s commie grandmother just faded from the scene, as if she never really existed any longer.
They make a big deal of calling “Sunny” a troublemaker, and exaggerate their “adorability,” clearly intended as a distraction from the fact that they’re not bothering to mention the old blister that’s been there sponging right along with the rest of the grifters for eight years. It’s odd behavior, even for these charlatans.