
The one with the sandals is ruining it. I should have cropped her out.
I know there is some message board somewhere and probably a couple sites devoted to coveting Israeli soldier girls, but I’m thinking we can do better. I mean, you can’t even worry too much about this being a “stop objectifying women” thing cause they have guns and could beat your wimpy ass to a pulp. I’m thinking mandatory military service is a good idea for us now, too.
Then again, maybe it would wreck it if we did it. I mean, aren’t we the fattest country in the world now, or second anyway, right after Texas? We can’t have all those fat 18-20 year olds running around and training to be in the army. It might make them skinny and/or responsible. So forget it. We will just leer at the Israeli girls. But don’t blame me if we aren’t prepared when Texas attacks.
In conclusion, try as I might, I cannot work “Netanyahu” into a dirty joke. I did, however, put it into my latest erotic Victorian novel.
Lady Shackleford slid her dainty hand into Cableberry’s riding trousers and grasped his turgid netanyahu.
Sexy.
I GOT WOOD!