“Hey, it’s our friend Barack. It looks like Barack continues to enjoy the big lift he gets from Endure and natural male enhancement”.
What’s even creepier is that he is making that face at George Bush.
Agi:
Hey man, the big O is allowed to live in the moment, too. When the heck was that, anyway?
An optimistic interpretation is that he shivered in horror at the memory later on.
"We have no words to waste on you. When you reach out your vaunted strong hands for our palaces and purpled ease, we will show you what strength is. In roar of shell and shrapnel and in whine of machine-guns will our answer be couched. We will grind you revolutionists down under our heel, and we shall walk upon your faces. The world is ours, we are its lords, and ours it shall remain. As for the host of labor, it has been in the dirt since history began, and I read history aright. And in the dirt it shall remain so long as I and mine and those that come after us have the power. There is the word. It is the king of words—Power. Not God, not Mammon, but Power. Pour it over your tongue till it tingles with it. Power."
“Hey, it’s our friend Barack. It looks like Barack continues to enjoy the big lift he gets from Endure and natural male enhancement”.
What’s even creepier is that he is making that face at George Bush.
And we’ve got three and a half more years to Endure…
Or, it’s a dick riding contest.
“What’s the matter with Dick?”
“He’s jus’ waitin’ for you to make some corpses with your Dick In A Box, heh heh.”
Agi:
Hey man, the big O is allowed to live in the moment, too. When the heck was that, anyway?
An optimistic interpretation is that he shivered in horror at the memory later on.