general silliness, politics

A Test of Leadership…

Just prior to the debate, Stephen Harper and Jack Layton bet Stephane Dion ten dollars that he can’t guess which one of them has a nipple ring.

The campaign suddenly becomes even more personal as Jack Layton speculates just what else Stephen Harper is hiding under his sweater vest.

Gilles Duceppe and Elizabeth May are challenged to guess Stephen Harper’s hat size.

“Heat vision locked. Prepare to fire.”

“No, seriously! This big, I swear! I totally got to second base that one time!”

“If I have to come over there, I’m going to bitch slap you so hard…”


7 thoughts on “A Test of Leadership…

  1. Harper’s thoughts in photo number 5:

    “You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition’s given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Ms May? And that accent you’ve tried so desperately to shed: pure Massachussets. What is your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you… all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars… while you could only dream of getting out… getting anywhere… getting all the way to the GPC.”


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