I just received this email from my brother in law, who is a die hard Bush guy and will vote %100 for McCain. We get along great, and don't discuss politics at all. This email is relatively mild compared to other emails that are out there, and I'm trying to come up with a great response in the same tone on the pro-Obama side.
It's in the form of an email forwarded from someone in Ireland musing about the coming U.S. elections. Here is the body:
Thoughts from across the pond:
An email from Ireland to their brethren in the States...a point to ponder despite your political affiliation:
'We, in Ireland, can't figure out why people are even bothering to hold an election in the United States.
On one side, you have a pants wearing lawyer, married to a lawyer who cannot keep his pants on, who just lost a long and heated primary against a lawyer who goes to the wrong church who is married to yet another lawyer who doesn't even like the country her husband wants to run.
Now...On the other side, you have a nice old war hero whose name starts with the appropriate Mc terminology married to a good looking younger woman who owns a beer distributorship.
What in Lord's name are you lads thinking over there in the colonies??
So what can I say to turn this from a pro-McCain email to a pro-Obama email, and tweak my brother-in-law (good naturedly) at the same time? Thanks for any suggestions!
Updated: Here is my response. Thanks for all the tips!
'We, in Ireland, can't figure out why people are even bothering to hold an election in the United States.
On one side, you have a young, energetic, intelligent constitutional lawyer with a wonderful wife and family, who just beat the best funded, best connected, best known candidate in primary history. His skin is the color of Guinness beer, and he has the great Irish name of O'Bama.
Now...On the other side, you have a crotchety old goat with a documented history of anger management problems, most likely suffering from PTSD, who divorced his wife while she was sick and abandoned his teenage kids, to marry a millionaire heiress who is much younger, has a prescription pill dependencency, and who owns a Budweiser (you call that beer?) distributorship.
What in Lord's name are you lads thinking over there in the colonies??