Loyal reader, friend extraordinaire, and dare I say comic book fanatic sent me a link to this shirt. See how much Barack and I have in common. He is my hero... and I would love to throw open my shirt to him throwing open his shirt, it's like when you hold a mirror up to a mirror and then you look in the mirror into infinity.
Should I decide on a night out on the town, I'll be sure to switch into this little number, since that's the way a lady pulls out her superhero powers, by working all day at a thankless job and then transforming into something sparkly to meet and greet the throngs of fans.
Thanks universe, I now feel appropriately outfitted for the fast-approaching day when I get to exercise my right to suffrage.
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