Looks like Obama is fasting on beignets, those square donuts, that are also like a bench you can sit on called the banquette, where the word bank is originated.

The dictionary has three banks, one is a piled-up mass, one a business, and one, that arranges them in a row of account numbers. This is the donut in the square, which is fried in grease.

Then comes the confection. These are similar to books, but more like looks, and you can rent them at the confectionary where the confectioner lives that sells confection, which is only sugar and corn starch.

Corn starch is also used to make beer and high explosives. It's similar to confetti, but you can eat it. The litter that falls is just confect, which is derived from duma duma, which is like the amplified priest of doom, and the Old English word deman, spelled with an a, to judge.

Our country is falling like confetti, and nobody is eating it.

They should raise the homeland security alert to plaid.

It makes you hurt so bad, you feel like there's a conspiracy in your chest.

My sister screams at me Jesus died for you, I scream back, no he did not, he lives in the Bahamas.

The political monologue has become just another flat pun, ironed, baked in grease and served after the song, "Let's get phy-sical".

In the jungle we play the monopoly game, it's ok to shop the boardwalk if you can get past Jurassic park street and 200 thank you sir, may I have another.

In the middle of the donut you can ask what, when, where, how, but no why.

We live in a material world, but no one knows how to sew junk bonds.

The word junk is defined as a Chinese flat-bottomed boat with a high poop and battened sails.

Junk art prices have dropped radically as junketeers can't find floating sinks.

Commercial banks have so much money now, they decided to hide the money in toilets with auto-flush. Things seem more even this way.

It's like entertainment centers that are flush with the wall, but now the center of the wall is entertainment, but only between commercials.

The entertainment in Florida has become global freezing. It's March and the temperature hasn't been over 60 degrees but a couple of spells in February.

Don't be surprised to see carbon negatives for sale soon, with large poops.

I keep getting recalls, first the car, then the phone, then the van, and probably the house. I expect total recall any time from those Baltic Ave. brain butchers.

Arnold Schwarzenegger, in the movie Total Recall was haunted by "getting to Mars" and that nearly killed him, but it was more about shopping at the wrong store for extra strength nose spray that is attached to the drive shaft.

If this doesn't raise your nuts, your phone will explode, and new sensors are required for the auto-flushing electric carburetor implanted in the middle of your shorts.

The power of the shorts is optional if you also buy electric vents, and promise not to breath during the first deleted warranty period.

The lady at the insurance office ask me if I wanted to cancel my old policy and start the new one before the old one was expired.

I think she had been to Mars and may have suffered from eye bulge.

They have a pill for this that takes you back to where to started before you have left. I recommended that she take three red pills and call Venus.