If Elvis was Hitler?
Well, it’s one for the money,
Two for the show,
Three to get ready,
Now go, Panzer, go.
But don’t you step on my Concentration Camp.
You can do anything but lay off of my Concentration Camp.
Well, you can invade my Poland,
Bomb my Dresden,
Land on my Atlantic Coast
All over the place.
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Stalin, lay off of my camps
Don’t you step on my Concentration Camps.
You can do anything but lay off of my Concentration Camps.
You can crush my armies,
Steal my rocket designs,
Destroy my cities
From an old spitfire.
Do anything that you want to do, but uh-uh,
Honey, lay off of my camps
Don’t you step on my Concentration Camps.
You can do anything but lay off of my Concentration Camps.
THE RESEMBLANCE IS UNCANNY
(No offense is intended by this post)
Hydraulic Leprechauns: The TRUTH!
Hydraulics
Leprechauns
Now, on a subject matter which you do not hear much about, HYDRAULIC LEPRECHAUNS. Not may people know that they are everywhere. It is not the zionists which control the world’s economy, but the Hydraulic Leprechauns. They lurk wherever environmentalists are, and eat them, thus removing the possibility of a solution to global warming. George Bush was one of them, and so is Ayatollah Khamenei. The electoral fraud in iran was perpetrated by Hydraulic Leprechauns. HITLER was in league with the Hydraulic Leprechauns, as were both Kim Jong-Il and Mussolini. They are behind all evil doings. THEY KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE.
Rather, they are actually quite awesome, and misunderstood. Gogo Hydraulic Leprechauns!
Superlative masterpiece
(Courtesy of http://flutterknife.tumblr.com/)
Tsar Sickleface to the rescue!
http://www.comics.aha.ru/rus/stalin/1.html
Hitler versus Stalin.
Need I say more?
Eu sou um gigante torradeira!
Today’s title image. Why it says what it does, I don’t know. Boredom does strange things.
Today in the paper there was an advertisement desiring a cross-dresser. This was creepy. It had no further information, really. (No, I’m not going to act upon that ad.)
Hitler is strange. Why would he say such things?
I think i’ll start saving things as .pngs, the quality of the writing in my current format, .jpg is sup-par.
Khrushchev is certainly angry, and rather long winded.
Anyway, from the horse’s mouth (name removed):
The hot psychic can do the housework when the transsexual gets tired~!
Or crossdresser rather
Does he not have an awesome moustache?
This post seems very picture heavy.
Oh dear readers, what do you think the optimum number of pictures is?
Also, I wonder if any Portuguese speaking people have read my blog? If not, why not? Clearly everyone should link spam it, so some poor innocent Portuguese people stumble across it, and become mightily confused by its awesomeness.
And are there any irregular segments that can be added? Saturdays are Khrushchev night? Things such as that?
And no, I will not blog about my life, it’s horribly boring, and involves accounting. Eugh. Though Lamb Yiros pizza is wonderful~.
Until tomorrow, dearest stalkers, I bid you goodnight.
