I am Stalin. I am a red plush toy shark. In an age of red states, I was named after a murderous tyrant so as to avoid confusion with certain other reds.
Welcome to the tale of my adventures, my heart-warming antics, constant struggles, and of my unusual wisdom.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Goodbye, President Macaca
Just as a reminder: if you want to run for President, don't be so stupid as to insult a guy who's pointing a video camera at your face.
Oh, and while we're on the subject, one word for John Kerry: toast.
(This message brought to you by the Stalin the Shark School of the Blindingly Obvious)
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