Putin Shirtoff
… is a big Putoff. I don’t mind the submarine drivebys and the long-range bomber trips so much. I know those are meant to be provocative, even though they’re more a sign of impotent ridiculousness than anything else. I hope none of their crappy subs have a meltdown or spring a leak off the coast, forcing the United States Navy endanger American sailors rescuing their formerly Soviet asses. I actively encourage Vlad to secure a year’s lease on a missile launch site from Raul. (I’m guessing one container ship loaded with Spam or aspirin or old Ladas would do it. And Hugo would probably sign up for his missile site just for kicks.) It would be fun to watch Obama stalwartly face off a faux missile crisis, to the fawning approval of the White House press corps. But I wish the guy would just put his shirt on. It’s creepy. I know the Ivans go crazy for it, but someone needs to tell him that in most of the civilized world, if you’re not at the beach, and you’re not Fabio, then you’re probably being featured on COPS.
Topics: Russia, shameless self-promotion
Posted by Jules Crittenden at 9:56 pm on Wednesday, August 5, 2009
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August 5th, 2009 at 10:50 pm
I know the Russians think Vlad is the epitome of male muscularitude, but somebody needs to tell him that, next to any young, male, American surfer dude or actor, he looks like the Pillsbury Doughboy. Hue and all.
August 6th, 2009 at 3:24 am
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August 6th, 2009 at 7:47 pm
looks like Ruddy Pooty is trying to land himself a gay pron model gig to help cover his expenses as emperor of all the Russias.