I was going to say awesome thread until that last picture. Now I'm thinking I hate it when photographers take advantage of every angle just to make people look bad.
This thread makes me smile. It proves how very inept and what little ammo the wingnuts have. Good times my friends, good times.
Excuse me sirs, but I politely requested more pictures of shapely lady buttocks some time ago and my request has thus far gone unfulfilled. If I am made to wait any longer I may hit the 4-hour time limit.
<strike>2009 vacation: deep sea fishing with brothers</strike> 2009 vacation: one way ticket to brazil. solo.
I love how every head of state in that picture: Canadian, American, French and Italian, seems to fit their country's "personality."
As Obama talks with Italian Prime Minister Berlusconi, Trader_Jorge stalks the President by donning a wig, spray painting himself, and pretending to be a statue.
You all do realize that, at the very instant Sarkozy & Berlusconi are happily objectifying the comely young lass, she is simultaneously staring right at Canada's yearly log exports? Who dropped the pen to initiate this particular exchange? 50/50 between Berlusconi and the miss. I heard that these G8 summits are nothing but glorified key parties, only with more Fiat keychains than typical. All the heads of state pack are suntan lotion and rubber tariffs.
Sarkozy just looks like a creepy little man (especially with that smile). And what's Mike Huckabee doing there on the right?
MOLLY: Uh, yeah. GEORGE (to Jerry): Divorce is very difficult. Especially on a kid. Of course, I'm the result of my parents having stayed together, so you never know. <Russell comes out of the bathroom.> MOLLY: Daddy, are you alright? What's the matter? RUSSELL: It's just a stomach thing. MOLLY: Yuck. RUSSELL (to Jerry and George): We're going to have to do this some other time, so if you'll give me your number, I'll call you later. <Jerry and George nod. Molly takes her jacket off.> GEORGE: You know, suddenly I'm in the mood for pasta primavera myself. <Jerry nudges George to sneak a peek at Molly's cleavage as she bends over and looks in her backpack. Jerry has a quick look, but George stares, hypnotized. Russell comes up behind George.> RUSSELL (angrily): Get a good look, Costanza