My Lil' Pumpkin
Chapter 1
Here's a wee, blurry pumpkin seed with a happy grin.
He's going to be planted in a sunny spot under the clothesline tomorrow morning.
And hopefully grow big and strong like his wiser, more conservative elders. 
The Obamasiah doesn't like competition.
Especially when it comes from Jesus.
Witness the Triangle of Death as it rises behind the Obamasiah.
Here's Georgetown University's auditorium on a normal, God-fearing, non-White House interfering day. Offensive, isn't it?
Why in Heaven's name would the Jesuits running the school concede to a request to hide Jesus's name? I don't know, but if I were Catholic, I'd sure be writing a letter right about now.
And remember the Obamasiah's proclamation in Turkey?
"One of the great strengths of the United States, is ... we do not consider ourselves a Christian nation or a Jewish nation or a Muslim nation. We consider ourselves a nation of citizens who are bound by ideals and a set of values."
And whose values are those? Could they have possibly come from the God you're busy covering up with your Shameful Cloth of Doom?
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