It's Been Brought
I came home today to find our Obama-Biden sign missing and some literature on saying "Yes" to Amendment 2 on our door. For those non-Floridians who have been waiting raptly these nigh-on seventy weeks for a post, Amendment 2 is the proposition to ban gay marriage and anything remotely resembling some sort of legal protection for those zany homosexuals out there.
The reason to vote for it is if you are so idiotic you think allowing two people of the same gender who love each other to gain rights equal to a hetero couple would result in some kind of apocalyptic onset of gays forcing their way into your home and having sex on top of you while presiding over the marriage of a donkey to a baby.
The reason to vote against it is being a person with a brain that is not retarded.
Anyway, the Obama sign had a "NO ON AMENDMENT 2" sticker on it, which seemed like a good deal, as it was basically two yard signs sharing one piece of real estate. Other Obama signs in the neighborhood who did not try to double their message in a sexy, albeit ghetto, manner were left untouched.
The only possible explanation is that the disgusting sight of two pieces of political propaganda, not only literally attached but potentially grinding on each other in our yard, was destroying families left and right. Something had to be done, and whoever did it, I salute you. You are a True American.