NAZI PUNKS FUCK OFF

Very amusing everybody, but I think that a look at a REAL photo of former Exxon CEO Lee Raymond will put the issue to rest. Why, this gentlemen’s CEO crown alone...

Hello doggie!

Exactly. It’s all about his monstrous ego.

DEAR GOD WHY

I always saw him as more of a back-from-the-dead, Nazi Robert Shaw.

Don’t eat poison.

I guess...to me, he’s still got that “my hobby is collecting the bones of dead dogs and cats” spooky/creepy thing going on.

I’m so, so sorry.

Well, hey, not to sound pollyannaish, but the silver lining is that we now know for sure that absolutely nothing can stop someone from a successful career in politics! Heck, not even a lack of compassion, lack of credentials, or staggering ignorance of your own future job can hold you back!!

UPDATE

Lindsey Graham and John McCain both had their spinal columns surgically removed years ago in order to facilitate easier crawling and boot-licking.

I think you mean promoted. This is the Trump administration we’re talking about: incompetence and general viciousness are considered to be assets.

I think he’s cosplaying as a train engineer/Kid Rock/Wesley from Princess Bride/trash human being.

Steve Bannon looks like he pays for sex by pouring out a heaping pile of rusted coinage from a plastic CostCo pretzel jar, counting out each coin by hand, and then invoicing the prostitute for eight cents.

And then, on the drive back, he asks his oldest kid to take the wheel while he fishes around his pockets for his crack pipe and lighter.

And he only eats the scrambled eggs. Only eggs.

Ooh. And he yells at everyone to “dive into the plasma pool” with him...

You mean the same mall Santa who took long, breathless gulps from a bottle of Robitussin and called it his “Christmas medicine?”

Steve Bannon looks like he was discovered growing inside of the abdomen of his stronger, healthier twin.