The Kremlin's just not going to seem the same without your smiling face there, Pootie-Poot! Of course, you won't really be gone, will you, you sly old dog! Still, I can't quite figure out why you wanted this Prime Minister job, or why Tony wanted to keep working after Gordon took over, for that matter. Not me, no siree. When I leave office, Laura and I are heading straight back to Texas, and I'll spend my time clearing brush on the ranch and getting paid beaucoup bucks to give speeches.
*coughs* Er, Pootie-Poot? Just how do you pronounce the new guy's name, anyway?
Don't worry, George, you won't need to start calling Dmitri for anything more important than discussing Russia's paper clip exports to your country.
*considers* Hmm, on the other hand, if I made him take all your calls, that would keep you both occupied. In Russia, we have a old proverb: "killing two journalists with one stone."
"Killing two journalists with one stones." That's a good one, Pootie-Poot. I'll bet those Wall Street Journal people are glad they're not anywhere near the Kremlin right now. And that Krastev guy as well! Bulgaria's pretty far away from you, right?
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*coughs* Er, Pootie-Poot? Just how do you pronounce the new guy's name, anyway?
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*considers* Hmm, on the other hand, if I made him take all your calls, that would keep you both occupied. In Russia, we have a old proverb: "killing two journalists with one stone."
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