I do not know what these leathery columns of melting flesh are protesting, but I do know this: there is nothing super cute about them. That poor, unfortunate bald man strapped to their loins is wailing, "NOT IN MY NAME! LEAVE ME IN GUANTANAMO, THE WORLD DOES NOT NEED THIS."
Friday, April 10, 2009
Fugly Friday: Super Crude Protesters
I do not know what these leathery columns of melting flesh are protesting, but I do know this: there is nothing super cute about them. That poor, unfortunate bald man strapped to their loins is wailing, "NOT IN MY NAME! LEAVE ME IN GUANTANAMO, THE WORLD DOES NOT NEED THIS."
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