MITT to YOU PEOPLE-Am I not what God Himself would have produced-if He'd only had been... well, me?
Let me just stand here a moment so you can gaze in awe. Am I not a
handsome man? Am I not just about the most handsome man you have ever
seen? Is my hair not absolutely perfect? Is my family not the most
perfect family you have ever seen? Am I not the greatest provider of
Handsome genes there absolutely ever was? Is my DNA not made purely of
spun gold? Do my cells not divide with the sound of angels weeping? Do
I not gestate as the gods once did, mating from on high to the sound of
thunderbolts? Do I not breed as a symphony does, one swelling movement
after another? (And, speaking of swelling, yeah, that, too.) Am I not,
in the very fundaments of my being, a temple of marble and crystal,
where the very essence of myself flows like an azure river through
banks of beaten silver? Am I not whence comes the New Jerusalem? Am I
not what God Himself would have produced, if He'd only had been...
well, me?
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Thank you and god bless America.
You People.
Drop the balloons. Drop them for me because...
I'm Mitt Romney, bitches, and I'm all you got left.
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