Yes, I think I’ve found her. “The One”. The girl of my dreams.
She’s Yulia Temoshenko, the prime minister of the Ukraine.
Hubba Hubba.
For women in national political leadership positions (heh heh, he said “positions”. shut up, beavis explained.), she beats the tar out of Sen. Clinton. For that matter, Margaret Thatcher and Indira Ghandi and, God Love Her Pea Pickin’ Heart, Golda Mier, and Lady Bird Johnson and Eleanor Roosevelt. Got carried away there, but we’re talking Jackie O good looks.
She was part of the “Orange Revolution” in her country and was pivital in sweeping away the former corrupt government of the old CIS coalition that followed the Soviet Empire.
She’s a Ph.D. engineering, among other things.
It’s the braid. That’s really hot. Kind of BDSM faintly. Hot.
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Well, Ukraine girls really knock me out,
They lave the West behind…
Or ‘leave’
Jesus Christ. I feel something hard between my legs. Howw ees thees possible?
B, John X’s Austrian love, sends me the following email:
John, So you like oligarchs? So you like people who bribe themselves to power? That’s new to me. Multiply everything you dislike about politics and you get your friend Julia, and just about everyone else in Ukrainian politics as well. Gosh, are you gullible. Why don’t you check facts in that country of yours – or are good looks and a few catching lines all you need (as seen right now during your primaries)?? I’ll never understand this dangerous superficiality. John Long, you are, alas, exhibit #1 in the trial “Why Americans keep voting for the wrong people”. Brigitte
My reply:
B.
I would never VOTE for her. I just want to sleep with her so I can be an oligarch, too.
J