This isn’t a recent thing, but it is quite sordid, isn’t it? His name was Raymond Boyer, known as “Gay Ray” to Mr. Obama back when he supplied Mr. Obama’s “Choom Gang” with marijuana. His list of clients included many at the exclusive private school where Mr. Obama “spent the last two years of high school in a daze.”
President Obama’s high school pot dealer who (sic) he thanked in his yearbook for the ‘good times’ was beaten to death by his lover after a series of fights over flatulence and drugs.
Ghastly business, that.
Mr. Boyer’s post high school experience has a certain resonance with the experience of Millennials unfortunate enough to have come of age under Mr. Obama’s economic policies.
Since getting high with Obama and his private school educated friends he lost his job as the manager of a local pizzeria and ended up on welfare living above a car repair shop.
One expects this sort of thing from Mr. and Mrs. Clinton, but it is a bit of a surprise coming from Mr. Obama’s direction.
‘Barry also had a knack for interceptions. When a joint was making the rounds, he often elbowed his way in, out of turn, shouted “Intercepted!”, and took an extra hit.
Now, that sounds more like the Mr. Obama we have come to know.