Looks like we're in for a super swingin' G 8 summit. Here's the 'hostess with the mostess' welcoming her favorite back rub giver.
Outside the gates the local Gestapo play 'Smell mein finger!' with the pretty young protestors.
"Look up there, them thangs is called birds. I learnt that yesterday."
Madame Merkel greets the Blairs and Tony can hardly keep his 'excitement' to himself.
"I git a Bob and a Boner. Awesome."
While the G 8 "leaders" start their party, reaction from around the world begins to pour in:
"Holy shit, my ass is gonna be here for freakin' ever. When they gonna end this madness over here?"
"Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, where's my mommy? Where's my daddy? Where's my house? I hate that terrorist George Bush."
"Our loved ones died in Iraq so they could party in Germany and steal the Iraqi oil? Damn you, you G 8 assholes!"
Not to worry America, just let Bush and his crack staff handle everything! They've done so well on everything else. You just sit back and have a snack before you go off to work your second job that you need just to make ends barely meet.
"Ich bin ein dumb ass Fraulein Merkel!"
Watch out George and Angela, 'Bad' Vlad is here with his consort, Queen Dragula of the planet Volktron 6. Set those missle defense shields and those phasers to stun!
Why it looks like 'Bad' Vlad has offered to give Fraulein Merkel a back rub as well! "Please to allow me to 'collectivize' you dear Fraulein."
Madame Merkel shows 'Bad' Vlad just how she likes her men!
Outside the gates the local Gestapo play 'Smell mein finger!' with the pretty young protestors.
"Look up there, them thangs is called birds. I learnt that yesterday."
Madame Merkel greets the Blairs and Tony can hardly keep his 'excitement' to himself.
"I farted, git over it." "Mmmmm, rich farty goodness."
"I git a Bob and a Boner. Awesome."
While the G 8 "leaders" start their party, reaction from around the world begins to pour in:
"Holy shit, my ass is gonna be here for freakin' ever. When they gonna end this madness over here?"
"Wahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, where's my mommy? Where's my daddy? Where's my house? I hate that terrorist George Bush."
"Our loved ones died in Iraq so they could party in Germany and steal the Iraqi oil? Damn you, you G 8 assholes!"
Not to worry America, just let Bush and his crack staff handle everything! They've done so well on everything else. You just sit back and have a snack before you go off to work your second job that you need just to make ends barely meet.
The Republican Party would like to remind you that Happy Strawberry Crunky and Foodtown Imitation Grape Soda have not been known to cause cancer. Yet. So quit whining America and stop being so critical of everything, or the terrorists will win.
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Fuck. I hate a lot of things right now.
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