I thought that Smith had an eastern European accent on a YouTube video where he spoke.

As far as I know, he grew up in Florida and Iowa.

He doesn't have a foreign accent. If he immigrated at age 18, he would sound like a male version of Oily. Instead, he just sounds like an Iowa-raised conman. (no disrespect to Iowa intended)

Anybody ever listen to Henry Kissinger? He has a brother that speaks perfekt unaccented English, but Henry still has a really thick accent after all those Nixon years.

I don’t ever want to hear another word from indigent Obots about wanting to know more about the sale of my kidney. I offered, for a mere $100.00 US Dollars, details such as the names of the kidney Transplant Coordinator, kidney Transplant Physician and kidney Transplant Surgeon (contained in my Certificate of Appreciation). Additionally, I offered two chapters from my trendy unpublished book, Kidney: A Memoir Written In Third-Person, which contains the hospital’s name, names of doctors, locations, an incriminating email address and the first name of the kidney recipient/buyer.

For a mere $100.00 all of Obotopia would have known the whereabouts of Lucas D. Smith’s missing left kidney.

I hope that everyone, including Obotapians and Barack Obama and his family, enjoyed bringing in the new year! Additionally I hope that everyone is looking forward to a masterful new year in which Lucas D. Smith (with assistance of Kenyan doctor Mary/Merry Othigo) will successfully petition the US Government to legally, and in a safe and non-violent fashion, remove Barack Hussein Obama II from Office of the President of the United State of America.

Obots are big talkers but never much for action. I remember once back in 2010 when I ran into three Obots at a federal court hearing in Florida. One was a black American (although he was very white under the skin) and the other was a white American. The white was skinny like a stick and his Adam’s Apple protruded out like some sort of little alien was ardently attempting to escape from his neck. His eyeglasses looked the the type of eyewear that was issued in prison (big, chunky, ugly-colored and thick) and I got the impression (and so did everyone else) that he and his black “buddy” (for info see the 1989 released song “Buddy“ by De La Soul) probably get mail at the same address. The black was awkwardly built and his goofy clothing looked like something a white person would throw on to make fun of black people. Later on in the court hearing another black American showed up and offered a limp handshake to the white and the other black. This new Obot didn’t look absolutely homo like his two friends but he did look like he probably slept very near the court house, like maybe really and truly close as in the alley two streets up from the court house. When I saw him up close in his bird-face it looked like he probably should have stopped at the gas station bathroom to wash his face (and maybe his shirt too).

The first black Obot was constantly winking his eye at a black female court bailiff (by the way she was dirty butter ugly) like he was trying way too hard to prove beyond reasonable doubt that he was really black and not just some Oreo cookie frog face who probably prefers, although its not easy for him to admit, baked chicken to fried chicken.

At any rate, these three Obot crash test dummies were all huddled together in the courtroom looking like they were preparing to dance West Side Story. But they didn’t do anything but talk and pretend.

[...] The white was skinny like a stick and his Adam’s Apple protruded out like some sort of little alien was ardently attempting to escape from his neck. [...]

I remember once back in 2010 when I ran into three Obots at a federal court hearing in Florida. One was a black American (although he was very white under the skin) and the other was a white American. The white was skinny like a stick and his Adam’s Apple protruded out like some sort of little alien was ardently attempting to escape from his neck. His eyeglasses looked the the type of eyewear that was issued in prison (big, chunky, ugly-colored and thick) and I got the impression (and so did everyone else) that he and his black “buddy” (for info see the 1989 released song “Buddy“ by De La Soul) probably get mail at the same address. The black was awkwardly built and his goofy clothing looked like something a white person would throw on to make fun of black people. Later on in the court hearing another black American showed up and offered a limp handshake to the white and the other black. This new Obot didn’t look absolutely homo like his two friends but he did look like he probably slept very near the court house, like maybe really and truly close as in the alley two streets up from the court house. When I saw him up close in his bird-face it looked like he probably should have stopped at the gas station bathroom to wash his face (and maybe his shirt too).

The first black Obot was constantly winking his eye at a black female court bailiff (by the way she was dirty butter ugly) like he was trying way too hard to prove beyond reasonable doubt that he was really black and not just some Oreo cookie frog face who probably prefers, although its not easy for him to admit, baked chicken to fried chicken.

At any rate, these three Obot crash test dummies were all huddled together in the courtroom looking like they were preparing to dance West Side Story. But they didn’t do anything but talk and pretend.

Lucas was there.

This is Lucas:

The white was skinny like a stick and his Adam’s Apple protruded out like some sort of little alien was ardently attempting to escape from his neck. His eyeglasses looked the the type of eyewear that was issued in prison (big, chunky, ugly-colored and thick)

I was just thinking about checking up on he, Lucas Smith's blog today. So no one would bid $100 for a convicted forger's POS fake donation certificate? I am shocked.

Custody Status: Unsupervised Custody
Date: 06/29/2011
Reason: Unknown

In the year 1961 baby Barack Obama was born in Kenya. If, like myself, you want the usurper removed from Office you’re going to need to bring me, and the 1961 CPGH Kenyan birth certificate, into a courtroom and allow me to get real windy and let my tongue run for several hours. Until that times comes you can talk about French guys and PDF files and the Moldavian queen right up until the time when Obama wins a second term or, perhaps more drearily, Romney wins a first term.

By the way if you didn’t believe my preceding report which briefly referred to local witches here bringing the dead back from the grave and sending the living to grave I have scanned in an official report, to my Patriot1980 scribd.com account, from the press for your review and have embedded it at the head of this blog report. By no means is this an atypical report. Late last year two witches were flying in the air and crashed head on with each other here. The press reported on it.

But I know that that is probably too much to believe for the American mind. You’ll probably want to rationalize and find a safe and logical alternative conclusion as to what really transpired. Much like Obama being born in Kenya and the 1961 CPGH birth certificate which proves such a birth you’d rather talk about French guys and two parents and the stuff that really does brain twister on the intellectual mind to the point where even your family and friends start to wonder what your boggle is when all you had to do in the first place was run with the Kenyan birth certificate and a guy named Lucas Smith (who showed up at court with the birth certificate and was in the witness room waiting to testify) but you just cant do that because it just too far beyond what you perceive as safely labeled and packaged and its missing the little label that says caution if you swallow this toy it might get stuck in your throat and you could suffocate or perhaps its missing the little tag you find on pillow is in the USA which states that it is illegal to remove the tag so you go on sleeping on your pillow with its safe little tag.

I also see he uploaded what he claims is Mario Rubio's petiton for naturalization to scribd.
http://www.scribd.com/doc/81132658/Mari ... mitted1975

He, Lucas Smith, is babbling about something.