In Russia, Putin looked up at his AIDS and spat out a dummy he was accustomed to sucking on sometimes to pacify himself,
"Can you believe these f*cking Belorussians?" he asked rhetorically... while Russia and the rest of the Soviet Union and 50% of Europe has spent the past 20 years restructuring to a market economy, these Belorussians have gone backwards!!" he said, striking a fist against the table.
His AIDS looked scared... better not to say anything... finally, one of the AIDS feebly offered:
"Sir maybe we could get the Poles..."
"The POLES!!??" interrupted Putin as his face went red... he stood up and reached his arm out to a decorative POLL that stood in a corner of the room from floor to ceiling, picked up a stack of papers that said POLLS(public/media/etc) on them and threw them up in the air... the POLES???" he asked his AID exasperatedly.
His AIDS merely gazed back at him; gazed. And blinked... finally one of them lamely offered: "the Czechs sir?"
Next Putin had to take a call from his daughter... Jack Shmack your male friend wants to come to dinner with you tonight, mm-hmm... okay. Putin knew that his daughter's male friend was 22 years old, had gambling debts and issues with loansharks, was born in Vladivostok and studied in Moscow... Putin knew everything about him.
At dinner he said to the young man, "look, you seem like a smart guy, I have a job opening available in Belorussia, I want you to take it..."
* * *
The next day, at his office, Putin told his AIDS he might have a good choice for the next Ambassador to Bielo-Russia...
"We know," said his AIDS, "we bugged the conversation -- we heard it all."
"Oh," said Putin.
"Look, sir, after you all finished dinner last night, and dessert -- how was that creme caramel by the way? -- Sir we came up with a great idea: why not an American approach to the whole situation? Make everything out in the open and transparent FOR THE SOLE PURPOSE OF REAPING A PROFIT?"
Putin looked interested but also annoyed that they had bugged him and even knew they'd all had creme caramel for dinner.
"Sir, a reality show," said the AIDS, one of them knelt slightly before him as he sat at his table and extended his arms to show his hands in the shape of a TV screen like a TV producer would do, "think about it, the Prime Minister's unwanted potential future son in law plays the Russian ambassador to Byelo-Russia... we'll put everything on display for the world to see, the bugging of the Byelo-Russians, show how stupid they are... everything! and we'll sell the rights to various channels around the world, it will be a slam-dunk sir, a real winner!"
"Sir, sir!" jumped one of the AIDS in the air clapping his hands together glee-fully, "I can see it now, we'll sell the movie rights to ADAM SANDLER! the merchandising rights alone will be worth millions of rubles!"
Who were these people? wondered Putin about AIDS... he would have to do a background check on them.
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