Over the weekend I had the strangest dream about Obama. In my dream, I was one of Obama's daughters. The other daughter was normal, but I was from a white woman in Hawaii instead of Michelle. Since I wasn't really black (I looked completely white), I was kept out of the public eye because it ruined their image.

In one part, we were eating dinner at a long dining table. Michelle was sitting at the head and Obama to her right with their daughter across from him. I was down on the other end of the table.

Hmm, parallel to reality?

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