Posts Tagged ‘Ms. President’

Soooooooooo…Bush is out and Obama is in, ditto Laura and Michelle…and everybody seems to be heaving a sigh of relief about the whole 8-yr Bush episode. I hope Obama doesn’t perform so badly as to make us wish for Bush…for now that alone will suffice. 

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Welcome Obama.

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btw, for those of you waiting to vote me in as president, go read my acceptance speech here.

 

Congratulations!!!!!
Congratulations!!!!!

 

It seems like quite a relief, that after so many long hard months of freaking out over what Sarah Palin’s daughter’s boyfriend said and how many houses Barrack Obama went trick-or-treating with his daughter this Halloween, we finally have America’s Next President…tadaa! Congratulations Obama!

Now, the whole thing made me wonder what I would say at my acceptance speech… you know, if I ever actually got a green card…and then, suddenly developed strong red or blue tendencies… and then, got nominated or whatever…and then won… you know, should be easy to imagine…Well, if all that happened, here is the list of people I would thank and acknowledge:

My Acceptance Speech

Hello America!! (Big Booming Voice)

First of all, I would like to thank this great country with deep gratitude and a total feeling of humbleness. This humbleness, that has settled itself so deep, deep inside, so fully, that we talk, sometimes, me and Humbleness, on issues like why it’s important to mention his name at an event like today’s. We really share a special something, me and him.

I would also like to thank all of you, without whose support and pocket money, none of this would have happened.

Thanks are also due to Mr. Other-Nominee for being so helpful. I really remember that last time you were being helpful, when you accidentally let out that once upon a time you were a hippie who used to party wildly in India with no clothes on. Thank you. Those pictures in the papers really made my day.

And my family… oh, my sweet family… Mom, Dad and Rum… for deciding to not abandon me after all, despite me being a really ugly baby. And also to my teacher from middle school, for saving me from school-exiledom by not telling anybody that I would secretly dig my nose as an extra-curricular activity.

I would also like to thank a really special somebody who embarked with me on this long, long journey and who supported me through all those dark and lonely days along the way. Somebody who always loved me even on my bad hair days. Somebody who supported me through some of my worst mood swings and encouraged me to look at the positive side of grainy pictures of a hippie partying in India with no clothes on. Thanks to my best friend of 6 yrs 2 months and 4 days…the love of my life…America’s next First Dog…Mr. Muffin Cake. I will always love you. Promise.

(Mr. Muffin Cake’s eyes glisten with unshed tears.)

Today by making this choice millions of Americans have made the decision to bring change… change that we believe in… change that we sorely need, as the long lines of people fumbling for it, in their little bags and pockets, at countless department stores across America will stand testimony to. (Loud Drum roll. Applause)

Thank you. God Bless America. God bless you all… and most importantly, God bless me.

(Standing Ovation. Mr. Muffin Cake cries.)