El Putín, el Putón, y el Cabrón: Images of Putin’s inglorious visit to Castrogonia

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In that land formerly known as Cuba, before the Castro demons showed up and turned the place into a living hell, magazines and newspapers used to print many caption-free or wordless cartoons, and for some reason usually felt compelled to label them  “sin palabras” (without words), as if that fact were not obvious.

Anyway, here is a Babalú “sin palabras” fest, courtesy of the world’s absolutely best and most wonderful tabloid news outlet, The Daily Mail, from the land of warm beer and the stiff upper lip.

… Wait… just a few more words … it’s a question for you dear readers:  how do you like those Über-Latrine  Babes-in-Toyland uniforms and the goose-stepping?  Super-dooper enough for you?

Go HERE for the Full Monty, including a video clip…. and hurry, especially you’re hankering for an aneurysm.

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Damn!  Can’t fully stick to the wordlessness.  I am reminded of Dieter, the character played by Mike Myers on Saturday Night Live back in the late 80’s and early 90’s.  The “Sprockets” host would be thrilled, without a doubt.  Ja.

“You have delighted me almost to the point of insanity…There. I am insane now!”

“Now is ze time on Sprockets vhen ve dance!”  “Sie müssen tanzen, ja, jetzt, schnell…and you must touch my monkey!”

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6 thoughts on “El Putín, el Putón, y el Cabrón: Images of Putin’s inglorious visit to Castrogonia

  1. Well, at least they found a good Negro who can goose-step decently (but the toes should be pointed, in honor of Alicia Alonso). Those clowns they sent to some parade in Venezuela were just pitiful at it. And Putin must feel right at home, since Nosferatu looks like the spitting image of an old Rasputin. As for the toy-soldier business, just remember, Carlos: everything in the Latrine world makes perfect sense–as “magical realism.” Now dance.

  2. Man, that Che thing is lame, though it fits the hideous building. I hope he brings as much good fortune to Argentina’s soccer team against Germany as he did to Cuba.

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