Great news today. Hugo Chavez, head tyrant of Venezuela and butt-buddy to Fidel Castro, may be close to assuming room temperature, courtesy of Cuba's socialized medicine.
Michael Moore must be having explosive dysentery over this thought since he's so enamored with both socialists and their healthcare system.
While Chavez has been out of the limelight for a few weeks, he's been in Havana. In a hospital. (Strong) rumor has it he has prostrate cancer.
Advanced. Even seems that his pal, Fidel, is so frail that he has to hang on to Hugo's arm just to stay upright. Maybe the reaper could just conserve a little energy and take them both at the same time.
It's looking more and more like that might happen.
Could this become Christmas in July?
3 comments:
I smell sulfur.
Sorry about that North! See I had just finished eating several pickled boiled eggs along with a couple of brewskis. And when I read about Chaves I got to laughing so hard....well you get the picture I think.
Again sorry about that.
*snort*
*cough*
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