Just the other day a nasty frenchman waved a disgusting box of smelly cheese-laced potaters under my nose and asked me if I wanted to try some Putin? Now it's bad enough that our dear Miss Sarah Palin is forced to smell him from her own backyard, but was necessary to shove that nasty Vladimir in my face, practically getting his gravy all over my cheeks? 
If I didn't know better, I say comminism is back and they are already naming our beloved Freedom fries after their smelly cosack dictators!
If anyone asks you to sample some 'Putin' by shoving him down your throat, shove a Bible in their face instead and point them straight to Revelation 13:1
And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
And that beast is coming for Vladimir Putin...mark His words!

If I didn't know better, I say comminism is back and they are already naming our beloved Freedom fries after their smelly cosack dictators!

If anyone asks you to sample some 'Putin' by shoving him down your throat, shove a Bible in their face instead and point them straight to Revelation 13:1
And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
And that beast is coming for Vladimir Putin...mark His words!
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