Voting for Obama just might get me kicked out the family circle, which would eliminate the one real meal that I get to eat every week. Unfortunate. Biscuits or Barack.
I asked Grandpa if he would be able to forgive me for who I am about to vote for. His answer was: "You're not going to do it." I better learn to make my own Sunday lunch.
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