Vladimir Putin picked me up at 7:00 p.m. in a black Escalade and regaled me with stories of the Cold War as we sped through an underground tunnel in Moscow. In seemingly no time, we were at his palatial mansion on the Baltic Sea. He prepared me dinner, shirtless. I was so hungry. He had set out dozens of platters. After hours of cooking he emerged with a single plate of tapas: tiny sea scallops, perfectly seared. They must have been some kind of exotic scallop because they were purple. He started into my eyes. It was getting uncomfortable.

It was then that I noticed there was a wedding taking place out on the beach. When I asked him about it, he said that he allowed weddings on his property to offset the costs of upkeep.

If she were my personal photographer:




I would be shirtless, too.


/and so would she

Y'know, it's really sad when the freakin COMMUNIST candidate looks like the moderate and democratic one.

j__z: he doesn't have to, he's already got the election in the bag

/vote early, vote often.
//more hot russian chick pics please...mkthxbye

Exactly. What issues are there to debate with him? He is right, and he already won the argument and the election.

also he can't find his shirt

Annnnnndddddd there's a problem with this?

(Was secretly hoping this would turn into a Sexy Putin thread.)