The Search

The Search began early last week. I realised very quickly that I should have started looking sooner. All the usual suspects were out. By Friday, things were not looking good. I put all my detective skills to use and found a man who knew a man who knew another man who could help us. Emails were exchanged. I told him I wanted two. We were lucky, he said, he was down his last few. He'd might even do a special deal for us. Did I know the Burger King by Landsberger Allee S-Bahn station? He'd be at 7pm wearing a red baseball cap. Bring your phone, he said, just in case. I had Eric come with me 'cause a fine strapping sidekick never goes amiss. So there we were on a cold foggy night, outside Burger King, rustling through plastic bags, and exchanging cash for contraband. Or that's how it felt. But as in all good stories (or at least the ones I like) it all worked out in the end. The guy got his money, and nice fella he was too, and two Obama fans were happy in the knowledge that they would be appropriately clad for Election Day.

So whatcha think? Nice eh? It says exactly what we wanted it to say and it also was the same t-shirt that Democratics Abroad made up for Obama's visit to Berlin this year. As Eric Eckhart likes to say 'how apropos'!