Bullseye

They paint it, we'll hit it.

They paint it, we’ll hit it.

Obama War. The coolest thing ever. We tell them when and where we’ll hit, and they’ll get everything and everyone out of the way.

Then we wait for the standard fifties laugh track. You know. The long-dead laughers who knew what was worth dying for, and sometimes did it, watching the comedy of us pretending to be tough.

Of course, the same laugh track can be applied to the golf course. If, uh, you wanted to.

Everybody loves me.

Everybody loves me.

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