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Alexis and Angie are meeting

It should be an interesting greeting

A leaf from a fig?

Or a seat with a pig?

Content to continue the beating

The Limerick King

 

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Tue, 03/24/2015 - 06:58 | 5920989 nmewn
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Here we go...

David Crosby Accidentally Hit A Jogger With His Tesla, Police Say

"Singer-songwriter David Crosby accidentally hit a jogger with his Tesla in Southern California on Monday, police say.

Crosby, 73, allegedly struck 46-year-old Jose Jimenez while driving near his home in the Santa Ynez Valley, near Santa Barbara. Jimenez was "propelled" forward by the impact, KEYT reported.

California Highway Patrol spokesman Don Clotworthy told the Santa Barbara News Press that Crosby was traveling at the posted speed limit of 55 mph."

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2015/03/24/david-crosby-jogger_n_6929050.html

...because jogging in a 55 mph zone and being struck by an aging rocker (looks like Mark Twain now) driving his Tesla is so uniquely "Californian"...lol.

It cannot be confirmed at this time if Crosby had been driving with his turn signal on for five miles ;-)

Tue, 03/24/2015 - 06:04 | 5920940 nmewn
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"Hillary, do not send me the request to delete official government emails in an email, I repeat...DO NOT SEND THAT IN AN EMAIL!" - King Zero

http://www.breitbart.com/big-government/2015/03/23/obama-hosts-secret-meeting-at-the-white-house-with-hillary-clinton/

Smart power ;-)

Tue, 03/24/2015 - 00:16 | 5920671 cornfritter
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:-) supie no workie

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 23:47 | 5920584 YouThePeople
Mon, 03/23/2015 - 22:23 | 5920428 MontgomeryScott
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Sorry, William. I had to blink, because this pic looks so damned familiar! I KNOW I've seen this one before, recently...

At first, I thought that it was Billary down on her on her knees (and wearing the Yamakuh-looking propeller beanie), groveling before her Chicom masters; begging for more 'free money' so that her CHO SIN ONE Messiah SOETORO could get re-selected in '12 and the plans could go FOARWARD (and offering the holdings of the United States Incorporated as collateral on the 'loan').

I was wrong. It was 'Beanie and Cecil', I guess.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQN-QfeSD38

Let's see. 'Beanie boy' is Tsipras, and...

(cut to girlish laughter and silly giggling via Greek playbook)

...AND... THAT means that Merkel must have a BLACK MUSTACHE! Funny. Her REAL father's mustache was much lighter; almost blonde in color.

 

 

Tue, 03/24/2015 - 05:22 | 5920920 GuusjA
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De Marokkaanse premier en verschillende ministers willen van vice-@MinPres Asscher weten hoever netwerk Juncker is met de voorbereidingen tot een onmiddellijke invoering van het systeem 'Leven en Laten Leven'. 

 

http://nos.nl/artikel/2026564-asscher-in-marokko-over-integratie-en-radi...

 

Het bezoek aan Marokko gaat namelijk over 'integratie en de bestrijding van radicalisering' en het is dus logisch dat men gaat vragen 'integratie in welk systeem'!?!??

 

http://www.nrc.nl/nieuws/2015/03/24/belastende-verklaringen-van-zussen-t...

 

Natuurlijk zal Asscher lekken over de activiteiten van de @*IVD van zijn collega's. Het uitrollen van het AANDACHT=LIEFDE-paradigma heeft er al voor gezorgd dat 'Schoppen7' heeft gelekt over de normen in netwerk WitteGejT. 

 

Schoppen7: "Hij maakte ons leven tot een hel, waaruit geen ontsnappen mogelijk was. Hij dreigde niet alleen ons te vermoorden, maar ook mijn twee kinderen zouden eraan gaan. Om aan te geven hoe krankzinnig hij geworden is: hij bracht het als een gunst dat ik zelf mocht kiezen wie van mijn twee kinderen hij als eerste zou laten doodschieten."

 

In feite werkt het SCHULD=H00P-principe op dezelfde manier. Om mee te mogen doen met het systeem 'Liegen om te Leven' moet je eerst een studieschuld creëren om een diploma te halen en dan zit je ook gevangen in de ratrace of je ooit je (staats)schulden kunt afbetalen. Ondertussen beweert Patrick van Schie dat 'de zelfbeschikking niet vervalt met de dood'!?!?? 

 

http://www.trouw.nl/tr/nl/12684/Patrick-van-Schie/article/detail/3922810...

 

Iemand met een beetje gezond verstand weet dat bij de dood van een (rechts)persoon de intuïtie van het (collectief)geweten de orde niet meer kan handhaven en dat je dan opgaat in de evoluerende werkelijkheid. Het (collectief) geweten vervalt en de Toekomst doet wat het goed dunkt. Wil 'de liberale Teldersstichting' de 3e SpinozaGolf overleven dan zal het snel een directeur moeten zoeken die wel verstand heeft van de werking van de 'Logica van de 1'.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:52 | 5920359 blindman
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NRBQ at the Paradise '82- #9- "Hit the Hay"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m5GT_cCe_rI
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the most wonderful fatigue tune.
great stuff.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:42 | 5920331 blindman
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Me And The Boys
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Tit2r9-2EI
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.." i got to find me somethin' .."

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:38 | 5920322 blindman
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Feel You Around Me
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Scb0uoetoUo
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germany and greece, funny and adorable.
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NRBQ "Can't Wait To Kiss You" and "Feel You Around Me" 2014
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_oKlf-NFCSM

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:10 | 5920240 blindman
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ok,
Bob Marley " The 1980 Sitting In The Park - One Drop Demo" (Complete)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QyJBPABHWPw
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Sitting in the Park - Billy Stewart
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPBrV1vVKWw
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NRBQ - Sitting In The Park
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWUh99WVKD0
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there is that,
i here the people speaking in it.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 19:13 | 5919809 nmewn
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lol...come here, boi.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 17:27 | 5919449 blindman
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jesus christos, there is only one greece in the history
of the world. is it for sale to them that conjure debt
from thin air as debt shouldered and distributed by certain
few fraudulent criminals, gone unnamed, and off into the sunset
to scam another day?
sure ....

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:27 | 5919431 blindman
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the money system demands anti-economy.
there is no "economy", that was just common sense
and labor flattened into the basis for a
tangential derivative, power leverage blunt
instrument to beat on the heads of the people.
and so it goes ....
think about it and you will realize
we have engineered total failure into
our lives and laws to adhere to the nonsense of
the stupid, psychopathic and fraud based
fractional reserve, money destruction
scheme called "federal reserve notes".
some day we will learn.
they call it the disposable diaper or something?
planned obsolescence as it intersects with mass
production and manufactured demand; trending
bro .....
you know what? forget about it and throw it away,
you can find another piece of shit to replace
the last one just about anywhere.
is that the way this works? i don't think so.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPBrV1vVKWw
Sitting in the Park - Billy Stewart
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Van_3-Sn-n0&app=desktop
Doug Sahm, Leon Russell, Jerry Garcia and Friends - Thanksgiving Jam - 11/23/72

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 16:22 | 5919216 dexter_morgan
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AHHHHHHHHHHH I'm blind!!!!!!!

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 15:58 | 5919113 janus
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WB49(1/2) {that's my best attempt to indicate the square root of 49 expressed as an exponent (lacking as these keyboards do in the square's symbol)...nevertheless Mr. Banzai, 49ers -- when squared -- always return to their sevens, and a fine prime # it is -- lucky # 7.},

before i get on with today's monkey-business, here's a gem from our friend Walt Disney; a man who loved math and its eerie beauty.  i watched this a few weeks ago and have since thought frequently of the many intriguing mysteries only briefly herein elucidated.  and as it is our custom in this digitized realm -- the Hedgeosphere -- to share and share alike, janus esteemed this cartoon to be one of those things what's sufficiently compelling and therefore worthy of sharing in this, our beloved Hedgeosphere.

{btw, some of you of a similar age to janus (now officially in his forties, which is like 5776 in gadfly years) may well remember this from 3rd grade friday afternoons, when the teachers would sip tabs spiked with vodka, smoke cigarettes, get themselves braced for a classic 80s weekend of tennis and bridge-club, while occasionally returning to the classroom to change the film on the ole reel-to-reel...and some of you may similarly experience a wave of nostalgia wash over you...but maybe only if you were in hermitage, tn round about 1983}

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVTPwPh7ioU

and this video got me thinkin, 'janus, what do you reckon Brother Pythagoras would do to fill his time in this, the modern age?'

and as is my custom to invest obscene spans of time in such impractical concerns and impossibly absurd queries as this, i instructed janus to explore this hypothetical with great zeal and a ceaseless fixation until he'd arrived at a satisfactory answer.  

you see, i have a great admiration for and fascination with the Greeks of antiquity.  in my view, they came as close as any civilization has to optimizing an environment conducive to the cultivation that inner flame, sourced of the Divine Spark, that, prometheus-like, keeps the pilot light lit in all those who would fuel their inner fire and keep it kindled with goodly wood.

and so this investigation into the hypothetical endeavors of Brother Pythagoras led to many dead-ends.  understand that i am not proposing a 'pythagoras' matriculated in this plastic land of tinsilated ephemera, where whatever wisps of wisdom there are slip like protean flits into a void of 'data' unfit for the articulation of crisp and sensible algorythims, no, i am instead transposing the 'real' Pythagoras, forcibly extracted from his city-state of noble citizens (replete with all his experiences and antique perspective intact) and situating him in, oh, i dunno, let's say snow-covered boston, late march, in the Year of Our Lord, 2015.

it's natural to presume he'd occupy the chair at one of these fine institution's philosophy departments in the land of ultra-elite academia.  but the superficial associations connecting this great man and these modern dispensaries of artificial authority do not plumb beneath but the filmy layer forming the surface superficiality.  i say without hesitation or equivocation that Pythagoras would not only not fit in, if a chance were to him extended he'd be fired within the first week of his tenure.  

can you imagine the dons of academic dignity confronted with a pythagorean inquiry that would flow naturally from his scrutiny of that which presided over his opinions.  if, for example, he were to ask his colleagues a simple question such as this, "what is 'racism'?"  and once he processed the myriad of conflicting definitions, and understood the implications of each relative to 'democracy' and the entire moral framework of the modern age, he were to respond with a follow-up such as this, "and why, precisely, is 'racism' bad?  and if its antithesis were to assume a particular character, how would it be identified; and what of it would constitute a clearly recognizable isolate of any virtue that could meet with universal consent as 'good'?" 

so you see, Pythagoras would find no home at harvard or the like.  in fact, i expect that that wicked purveyor of doubt would meet with our modern equivalent of the Galileo-treatment...hell, the dons of academia may well expedite his ass to salem for a good ole fashioned witch burning.

janus kept workin his way through endless scenarios involving that great benefactor of mankind -- and most especially those few among us who've been invested with the Divine Spark.  and it was because of the wisdom bequeathed to us, his acolytes through the ages, that i kept at it...plugging Mr. Pythagoras into this-or-that plausible outlet for his energies and aptitudes.  

i don't think he'd be able to hack it as a hackney cab-driver...as i expect he'd eventually make a sport of mowing down pedestrians (and he'd probably develop a neck so stiff you could iron linens on it).

alright, in that i've got to go hop in my own cab in a few minutes, i'll spare you whatever other modes i'd ruled-out for this past and slumbering master.

success was for janus eventually met-with...it was rather a flash of inspiration that satisfied the hypothetical than the process of logical deduction sifted through a system of qualifying inductions.

knowing Pythagoras as i do, it could not be allowed that he'd succumb to cynicism or the impositions of bourgeois sensibility.  he would eventually experience inspiration's flash and undoubtedly settle on the exact same thing i have planned for him...subjectivist that i am, i can project for him no other alternative than that which made perfect sense for janus.

he'd observe nature, for sure; and from this observation he'd conclude that winter is a scoundrel of a season, and does therefore draw much attention and interest -- and in that there is with winter some element of fear naturally attached to it, he'd understand its potential to serve as a medium for his highly unorthodox methods for teaching.  

insofar as the modern age prohibits clear and rational discourse, he'd utilize the inversion of all this madness and spin it on its reverse axis.  

so let me describe the specific form his mischief would assume, and then i'll explain the whys and wherefores:

y'all remember back when hurricanes were all the rage?  they used to be a big deal back in the day.  every year, just as hurricane season would inaugurate its annual reign of terror, we'd get the prognostication of some dingleberry from the university of colarado.  he'd stroll on the world's stage, ticking off a few moments of his fifteen mintues, and predict the number of 'named' storms and how many of them posed the potential to be cat IVs or Vs.

this creep was beyond boring; and in spite of the fact that he was peddling fear, i never once wet myself with anxiety.  every year i'd tune in hoping to hear that belzebub himself would stir to nightmareish proportions in the warm waters of equatorial atlantic, and that all the ingredients were in place for Hurricane Armegeddon to make land-fall sometime in late august.  but, nope, just some tenured dope infecting me with prosaic malaise.

anyways, Pythagoras would do it properly.  living in new england, and seeing how polar vorticies are the weather systems all the cool kids are blowing up social media about, he'd make himself the high priest of all things polar vortex. 

but he wouldn't concoct some dry and listless 'scientific' assessment...oh hell no!  you've got to give the people what they want; and when it comes to polar vorticies, it's all about the imminent doom.  and, since we're broadcasting our prognostications to human beings -- the most superstitious species going -- you've got to bring the spooky-factor.

i expect he'd live in a cave somewhere in vermont, kept company only by an assortment of ill-tempered and very aggressive varmints -- and probably a host of temple virgins.  every year he'd emerge from his cave escorted by the virgins and preceded by a parade of skunks, racoons, opossums and fisher-cats; draped only in a diaphanous loin-cloth he'd dance a jig and approach 'the alter'.

the chosen virgin for that year's prophesy would then bring the greek oracle a live spotted owl.  Pythagoras would then ceremonially wring the things neck, gut it and then project the number and ferocity of this year's polar vorticies by reading the spotted owls writhing entrails.  

crazy thing is, he'd be eerily accurate each and every year.  and by the time those virgins were all raising the next generation of pythagoreans and the spotted owl had been sacrificed unto extinction, i think the modern age would maybe start to understand just how patently fucked up it is.

for you see, teachers must teach; and their lessons are eventually learned; but it's up to the age in which they live to determine the nature of said instruction.  in ancient Greece, it was easy -- you could just speak the Truth and go about your business.  tragically, it seems modern amorica is demanding a more visceral form of education...and they insist that it be transmitted in a highly unorthodox fashion.

enjoy your WW3, planet earth...can't say you don't deserve it.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSqBbgxprYE

welcome to this dirty business,

janus

 

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:19 | 5920270 MontgomeryScott
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Like the blind leading the blind, some people look to the past for the clues to the future; without the wisdom to change the path themselves. Death and destruction are their chosen religions, and they see themselves as above the people they think they can fool into falling down their twisting and turning, sweet-sounding 'intellectual'  diatribes. Claiming that they are knowledgable; but having no true wisdom; they repeat the same bullshit; hoping to ensnare a few stragglers (whom they devour in their greed and avarice, in the last seconds of their destined existences).

Reality: WHAT a CONCEPT,( j) anus!

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 23:33 | 5920576 janus
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montgomeryscott,

i'm ever-so glad you chimed in.  almost as if Destiny herself said, 'go lil scotty, go and make yourself a sacrifice for the sake of elaboration.  janus hadn't fleshed-out the finer points sufficient to my demands.  and so you will serve as a foil for a greater purpose; one that janus will reveal to you.'

lil scotty, i've watched you stumble around these pages for  a while.  well-meaning chap, for sure.  you're the doofus found in every organization...and let's say that environment is the typical office of the average amorican mid-cap.  there goes scotty as he bumbles from the water-cooler and then pauses at each hospitable cubicle in the acme rubber-chicken company, in the industrial zone of wallla-walla, washington.  everybody's swell pal, lil scotty's always ready with a forced smile and an affected manner.  you make no waves in life and are disconcerted by even the slightest ripple.  first a stop-over at suzy-q's desk to ask over her collection of nick-nacks, and whether or not this weekend's trip to the flea market yielded any treasures for its addition.  next onto greet jim-bob and chat about the big-game this weekend...go team! and then it's over to thelma in human resources to gossip about suzy-q and jim-bob and giggle over their maudlin foibles.  

it's so very quaint, scotty...almost as if norman rockwell himself had conjured you into existence.  now, in that janus knows what dwells in the heart of darkness and that no man is what he offers himself to be, i'll let you toddle along content in your super-swell self image, without forcing you to gaze into the looking-glass, as if darkly.  and normally i'll just let a gnat like you pass with the breeze, not bothering to swat it lest its guts stain my garments.  but on this occasion i'll take the time -- as a greater good can be wrested from the carnage of your ghastly sacrifice.

when have i ever claimed to be 'knowledgeable?  if anything, i've only ever said that knowledge, as a general rule, reveals ever more the scope of what we don't know; and i'll also side with the Apostle Paul who said, "that man who thinks he is wise does not know what he ought."  now, in that you've taken the time to chide and chastise janus, one could be forgiven for assuming that scotty fancies himself to be more knowledgeable and wiser than janus; otherwise, i'd have to conclude that you were inspired by malice -- in that, if you didn't think yourself wiser or more knowledgeable, your chiding and chastising could only be interpreted as a hostile attack...and you're far too swell a fella to stoop to pre-schoolish rock throwing.  are you tryin to hurt me, swell fella?  after all, i've only ever been nice to you; and have heretofore ignored your insipid idiocy and hokey yuk-yukking.  you never have anything funny nor insightful to share; only ever fishing for green-arrows and the cyber affirmation not afforded by your brick and mortar life.

you go on to ridicule me for crimes i'd no idea i'd committed; faults that aren't for any other a mark of failure; you've accused me of membership in nebulous and nameless faith; blasted janus for setting out snares for my fellow man, for-to (wait, this is great, i've got to quote you word for word (this is so damned cute!)), " devour in their greed and avarice, in the last seconds of their destined existences)." implied that i don't dwell in reality and closed by associating my good name with a dirty body part.  

{before i continue i'd like to point out to any who think janus a bully that i've never had anything but pleasant things to say to scotty.  i'm somehow the bad guy just because i'm good at defending myself?  what kind of hatin bullshit is that?  no, and here's the real tragedy: throughout the ages and from time immemorial, men like janus have been hunted, jailed and killed in response to the collective demands of people like scotty.  just because i ask the tough questions, pose the difficult dilemmas we face as human beings, point out the emperors and their naked corpses, and expose the unpleasant underbelly underpinning the society we inhabit does not make me a fuckin villain.  yes, i'm weary of the 'lowest-common-denominator' dictatorship enforced by the likes of scotty; i'm weary of a world that prizes mediocrity and fears excellence; i'm exhausted sitting through ceremonies where every kid gets a trophy just so lil scotty's precious self-esteem isn't ruptured by the disequilibriums found everywhere in nature, where scotty finds himself on the losing end...and when he sees something he cannot reconcile to his ready-made die-casts of right or wrong, and when alien ideas make him uneasy and he cannot at the same time challenge them on their merits, he lashes out to hurt.  and that is why men like janus have always yearned for the Golden Age, for we seek in it refuge from the tyranny of little men, their little laws and their little minds.}

now i've got to smoke and chill with a tune before i conclude my response to scotty's devastating insults:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4RiU2T4Psyc

{i've really been in the mood for lesbian jams today...what's up with that?}

as i was saying, i am actually glad you chimed-in; and, even though i know the same isn't the case for you, janus bears you no malice.  again, i recognize that you mean well and imagine yourself to be harmless; and i'll go further and say i acknowledge that it's the little people like you that make it all work -- and so i tip my hat to you, scotty.  what, after all, would that trip to the water cooler be without a bump into scotty?  why, we might've missed his take on the last gallup opinion poll tracking voter sentiment in iowa.  couldn't have that.

anyway, it's very important that i hold you up as an example of what lords over this world.  inasmuch as janus sees the imminent collapse of the current paradigm, i assumed it as a duty to assign the blame where it's rightfully due, to point out why this world is unacceptable and upon whom is the fault rightfully freighted.  scotty, i hold you responsible for all the failures of the modern age; and as absurd as it sounds, it's inescapably true.  all of you scottys are mutually responsible for this mess, and since the blame for it all is spread infinitely throughout the numberless contributors to the cause, janus will for his part point the finger squarely at scotty.  

scotty, it's time you return to your pta meetings and rotary club bake sales.  you have no business involving yourself in things beyond your purview; what you do not understand can only hurt you -- that's why you're smartin now.  but as your world collapses, i want the wise men of the world to consciously consider what this opportunity affords.  we can now forever free ourselves of the aggregate tyranny of this life's scottys.  we owe it to our children to recraft a world where scotty can buzz off to be the drone he was born to be, because his participation only dilutes what is better...think about it: scotty is obviously not improved by that which is superior, and so he necessarily dulls, dilutes and makes diffuse that which should otherwise be concentrated.  in other words, how do you like your gold?  extra tungsten or tungsten-free?

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0J2QdDbelmY

janus

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 14:15 | 5918628 CrimsonAvenger
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Great, now I think she's hot. Thanks for nothing!

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:25 | 5920285 MontgomeryScott
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Is it the sagging breasts, the fat belly, or the funny looking potato-like structure in her crotchal area that does it for you the most?

I like her boots, and the 'riding crop' (that looks like a C.B. antenna whip).

Just wondering, C.A.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 22:42 | 5920474 Angusdude
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The beatings will continue until morale improves!

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 14:08 | 5918596 tnquake
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Can't you smell that smell!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hrsADDHQ4SQ

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 13:59 | 5918572 Mike Honcho
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The page loaded with Merkels face and her arm draped on the couch.....never been so scared to scroll down.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 13:11 | 5918400 Fix It Again Timmy
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Our gold is missing, but you can STILL hide your salami...

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 12:37 | 5918270 prospero matthews
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"Smell the Schnitzel"

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 12:08 | 5918162 eurogold
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So Angie should fist him instead ?

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 11:45 | 5918080 Crocodile
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I would not want to be Merkel; between the "old GM" and the "new GM".

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 11:45 | 5918075 eurogold
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Where is her strap-on for him ?

Sorry, that might be to enjoyable for him.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 11:54 | 5918113 skistroni
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Germans prefer fisting. It's cheaper.

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 18:10 | 5919594 walküre
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You should know "cheap"

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 21:47 | 5920242 MontgomeryScott
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Germans are THRIFTY.

They see a good deal, and pay the price as offered for sale. IBM punchcard tech to keep track of the civilian inmates, cheap loans fron Union bank, tips from Henry Ford; whatever, you know...

'CHEAP' is seeing a good deal, and trying to haggle on price (or; selling your 'good deal' for nothing: Whoring yourself out).

Tsipras is offering a good price, don't you know. Selling his ass to Angela, for a few more 'debt payments' to the globalist shylock banksters.

In the modern day, what is the terminology used to describe a particular act of anal intercourse between men? It ain't 'FRENCH'!

Let's see. HE's GREEK, and SHE is looking for a good deal...

That ain't 'workin': That's the way you do it! Money ain't for nothing, and your chicks for free...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lAD6Obi7Cag

YEAH!

Look for, the (European) Union label,... and you will find them, the Banksters, today... They sit in Brussels, and they print 'money'; and don't give a shit who will PAY...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QO7VUklDlQw

OH, HELL, YEAH!

The INTERNATIONAL (Ladies Garment Workers) UNION (of North America): of one of the TWELVE REGIONS of the NEW WORLD GLOBAL GOVERNMENT (UNION) (THINGIE)...

Who in the 'rest of the world' gives a shit that Tsipras and Merkel like to do BDSM stuff together, as long as the GLOBE is satisfied? ZEIG HEIL, and GREEK me!

There's a SALE on DILDOS at the DOLLAR STORE (made in the East Asian division, of course)! Paying actual human slaves to use their fists costs a lot MORE, you know (you have to actually FEED them and keep them alive and healthy enough to make a fist).

 

 

Mon, 03/23/2015 - 16:00 | 5919118 H. Perowne
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Bring out the Gimp

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