Thursday, May 13, 2004
oooh, that's just nasty
So Rummy made a surprise trip to Iraq. . .
Picture, if you will, ol' Rummy sitting in his plush leather chair in his fancy Pentagon office, as aroused and masturbating as best as is possible for an old evil bastard, with his grey flannel pinstripe designer suit pants and his skid-marked Fruit of the Loom briefs around his knees; wide-eyed, lustily gawking at the several hundred unreleased weird pyscho-sexual pseudo homo-erotic sado-masochistic images of the Iraqi prisoner abuse mess. . .
I'll bet he decided the photo inpspired fantasy wasn't enough. . . He needed the real thing, baby.
So, he jumped a plane and jetted off to Baghdad.
Ooooh, that's way to creepy. . . No! No! NO!
Join me dear reader, in clicking here to flush the previously described Donald Rumsfeld imagery from our minds.
Much better.
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Picture, if you will, ol' Rummy sitting in his plush leather chair in his fancy Pentagon office, as aroused and masturbating as best as is possible for an old evil bastard, with his grey flannel pinstripe designer suit pants and his skid-marked Fruit of the Loom briefs around his knees; wide-eyed, lustily gawking at the several hundred unreleased weird pyscho-sexual pseudo homo-erotic sado-masochistic images of the Iraqi prisoner abuse mess. . .
I'll bet he decided the photo inpspired fantasy wasn't enough. . . He needed the real thing, baby.
So, he jumped a plane and jetted off to Baghdad.
Ooooh, that's way to creepy. . . No! No! NO!
Join me dear reader, in clicking here to flush the previously described Donald Rumsfeld imagery from our minds.
Much better.
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