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"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
"circling the drain." Thanks for the good hearty belly laugh. I've vowed to use that expression at least 5 times today and permanently ensconce it in my lexicon. Fidel has really let himself go vis a vis his skincare regimen, oui? I noticed in another outdoor picture of him online today that his hide looks deep-fried. Ew.Moisturize, darling!
Although, since oil was just disovered in Cuba, he may suddenly find himself to be very popular with the UA Government...
At least we know why it's been so hot lately. Hell's opened its maw awaiting its newest guest.
Treefroggy, right on man. That's the best explanation for global warming yet. Thing is, as soon as he kicks it his even more whacked out bro Raul takes over. And then we've got the assmunch in Venesuela to deal with... a Fidel wannabe. How is it that all the real shitbirds in the world today are getting rich on oil? We should drill sideways or somethin and boost some of their shit.
The potential joy in this scenario comes from some as-yet-unknown political or military animal in the Cuban hierarchy who didn't think he had the juice to grab for the brass ring while Fidel was still sucking wind past his teeth, but thinks his mojo is strong enough to shoulder Raoul out of the way.Confusion to our foes! :)
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