So that’s how Dear Leader gets all the groovy chicks wearing heels running in sand after him! Run, Dear Leader, run!
(Hat tip: Scissorhead Mr. C. Montgomery Burns)
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I got some problems with this. The lead fan appears to have one leg. I think that she should not be hopping around a beach trying to impress Dear Leader. Wouldn’t she be more inspirational teaching or something.
The fans appear to be wearing brown body stockings which is pretty odd in terms of beachwear, though it would save money on suntan lotion.
Dear Leader, himself is wearing army fatigues at the seaside. C’mon big guy, reelax, chill. Just because you are a deranged psychopath in charge of oppressing millions of people doesn’t mean you can’t kick back at the beach with a few brewskis.
It’s an ad for a TONGUE SCRAPER???? WTF is Dear Leader doing shuckin’ for the capitalist pigs who make them??? And what the hell are they for??? Got no toothpaste in that hell hole
I am suspect of this one…not to mention all the stuff kiwi was good enough to critique
Kim Jung Il Mania. Gangnam Style.
Scrape off the residue of yesterday’s balderdash so it doesn’t poison today’s propaganda.
I would buy that in a hot minute. I’d buy two, one would never leave the packaging.
Where is the security detail? Being chased by a girls gymnastic team is no laughing matter. Security!
That’s not sand. That’s Iraq’s missing yellow cake.
The girls are starving citizens, so desperate that they chase the Dear Leader and fight over who gets to eat his tongue scrapings
Shouldn’t the starving starlets be using the bleached, sharpened vertebrae of executed political heretics to scrape dear leaders tongue? Have we no standards here people?!?!
Running in high heels on a beach? Dear Leader looks to be light in his Spock boots, if you know what I mean. No wonder he’s stiff-arming the females that seek his essence.
Big Bad Bald Bastard beat me to it. I would buy that in a nanosecond. It’s brilliant. Now we need someone to start manufacutring lube that features a pic of W in the flight suit being chased by hot and bothered Chris Matthews.