Today I hate taking down the Barack Obama poster from my front door. It was fun while it lasted, but now it's time to get to work. Best of luck to you, Mr. President.
I'll miss the Hopemonger greeting me each evening. Click on the photo below and notice how I ingeniously cut a hole in his left nostril so I could still see through the peephole.
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