Monday, February 10, 2014

I have to admit I kind of admire Putin.




I mean he is a man's man. He is a virile tough guy who doesn't let anybody push him around. You see he puts his stamp on everyone around him.

You have to admire a guy like that.

14 comments:

The Dude said...

All of the sudden I have a craving for bleenies, schlahznik and a schmeer.

blake said...

I don't know about "admire". "Respect", maybe.

Michael Haz said...

And borscht with sour cream, don't forget that.

The Dude said...

I have no idea what any of those words mean. That's a line from the Preston Sturges movie "The Great McGinty" which I just saw for the first time.

Okay, I have heard of a schmeer, or schmear, but I tend to avoid such foodstuffs. We in the south, bubba, we eat goober peas.

ricpic said...

A million years ago there was an exhibit at the Museum of Modern Art, MOMA, called The Family of Man and this picture, which is hysterical, reminds me of the section of that exhibit with the heading, WE TWO FORM A MULTITUDE, in which all the photographs were of couples: a German burgher couple; a Chinese peasant couple; a very proper British couple; a western ranch couple and so on. So this is the stolid Russkie apparat and his babushka wife couple. Multiplied. Long winded I know but it's what occurred to me and I HAD TO SHARE. Does more babushkas than apparats mean Putin is a secret Mormon? Does or do?

The Dude said...

My ex- saw that show - I am sure I read the book, I hope we never owned it. It's tedium personified.

Do - break down the sentence, leaving out words between the "do" and the plural subject. Does babushkas sounds like some of Troopski's Ruskie porn or something.

ndspinelli said...

I have thought for a long time Putin is a Hershey Highway dude like so many of those Nazi intelligence guys.

The Dude said...

Well, if you have been to Hershey PA you know just how bad their chocolate is.

The real question is - does it go well with caviar?

ricpic said...

It's tedium personified.

You're right. When I saw it I was a kid and it wowed me just like everything wowed me then. I had a hardon for Mrs. Peterson, my fourth grade teacher. That was genuine. All the rest fake.

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

Now a days Ms Peterson's replacement might just reciprocate ricpic

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

Troop, Putin plays with leopards. He digs pussy.

windbag said...

He digs pussy.

He thinks it's a riot.

ndspinelli said...

He digs buttholes.

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

Is Johnny Wier[d] looking for a cuddle!