Poor Obie. He's reduced to the desperate expedient of inviting the monster Henry Kissinger to the White House, and the old psychopath goes to sleep on him. It's like boring Hannibal Lecter to death.
My hat's off to the other cigar-store Indians in the picture. They're at least keeping their eyes open, though it's clearly very difficult for them.
I like Henry's wooly coif. He looks like a venerable Merino sheep.
Comments (3)
"Yes sir, yes sir, three bags full!"... of dead Cambodians and Laotians.
Posted by gluelicker | November 22, 2010 11:24 AM
Posted on November 22, 2010 11:24
Are my monitor color settings off or do the O-Bomb and Kissinger now have exactly the same skin hue?
Posted by marcus | November 22, 2010 2:47 PM
Posted on November 22, 2010 14:47
Oh, come on. Everybody knows that Obie was actually born in Israel.
Posted by MJS | November 22, 2010 7:32 PM
Posted on November 22, 2010 19:32