Moringapalooza Cretin Summit 2014: Caracastan’s Maduro visits his master Nosferatu in Havana
It's the stuff of nightmares.
Nicolas Maduro paid a visit to Fidel Castro in Havana yesterday, to wish him a happy 88th birthday.
The puppet ruler of Castrogonia's oil-rich colony of Caracastan proved himself as fawning a sycophant as the world has ever seen.
Maduro gushed to reporters about the "energy," "vigor," and "clear thinking" of the murderous sociopath who ruined the nation formerly known as Cuba and ensured its aggressive takeover of Venezuela.
"His voice was clear," said Maduro, who claimed that he and his idol had spent more than six hours together, chatting and walking in the Moringa gardens where Fidel Castro still carries out "deep research" and agricultural experiments.
For more than an hour Fidel Castro blasted Maduro's ever-attentive ears with talk of the "agricultural revolution" and the "new methods" of farming necessary for the betterment of the human race.
At one point in their perambulation, the gregarious pair crossed paths with some women who were toiling in the Moringa gardens, and the elder statesman Fidel scared the hell out of them with a vigorous inquisitorial interrogation.
Nicolas Maduro was highly amused by the encounter.
"We laughed a lot because he [Fidel] is such a great jokester," quipped the Venenozuelan puppet.
The two tyrannous wags also spent considerable time discussing ""Israelite-Yanqui genocide," sharing their anti-Semitic sentiments, and expressing their deep longing for the annihilation of the state of Israel and all Jews.
(One must surmise that Fidel might have felt a twinge of regret over the possibility of losing all those visitors from American and European synagogues who come to Castrogonia laden with gifts for that tiny remnant of their brethren--most of whom are die-hard communists -- still dwelling in his slave plantation).
Maduro capped off his visit by giving Fidel Castro one of the track suits worn by the Venenozuelan Olympic team.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! I don't think I'm going to get any sleep tonight.
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