Yes, this is in poor taste.
http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2006/12/25/fidelcastro_wideweb__470x323,0.jpg
It reminded me of this scene from Tromeo & Juliet (warning: graphic Troma make-up).
Hang in there Fidel!!!
I have you in the death pool for 2007, so come January you are free to go…
“Be gentle with me, Mi Commandante…”
“Did you bring protection?”
“I hope you shaved your back since last time.”
“Do we HAVE to have the film crew here again?”
“Tell me again how much you hate George Bush, my darling!”
Cindy Sheehan is gonna be SOOOOOOOO jealous!
I wish I knew how to quit you.
*“I know it was you, Fidel. You broke my heart. You broke my heart.” *
“Hey wait . . . your profile said you were a bottom.”
“Not now, Kato, you fewl!”
GLM seeks younger GLM for short-terminal relationship.
“I just love that multicolored disco ball behind your bed!”
“Just lean forward a bit so I can stick this knife in…”
“We need new leadership… my successor will be… Scuba Ben.”
(Yes, I actually am going on a mission to Cuba for the next week. If I see him I’ll say hi.)
I’m glad I have this chance to meet you before I die, former New Jersey Governor Jim McGreevy.
Hugo, promise me you’ll put down Raul! It’s the only merciful choice! The poor thing has progressive mange!
“I want to fuck you like an animal.”
“Oh, sweet mystery of life, at last I’ve found you!”
“Ulp! You’re so biiiig!”
“Care for a little necrophilia?”
“I’m not dead yet!” “Yes, you are, you’ll be stone cold in a minute.”
“Damn! Fidel, that was the biggest turd I’ve ever seen.”
“Did you fart?”
“You’re not my regular doctor! This isn’t how you’re supposed to do a prostate exam! Nurse!”
Ha!
“Is that a cigar in your pocket or are you happy to see me?”
“My soft posterior oil fields are waiting to be drilled with your tightly-wrapped cigar of love, Fidel!”
Yeah…anyways…
“Time for your 5 o’clock sponge bath, Fidel!”
“J. Edwardo, is that you??? So long, so long…Playa Giron, we almost had the bastards, yes?? I long for those simple games…”
Its Twoo Its Twooo
Distraught upon hearing of the death of his idol, James Brown, Hugo Chavez seeks solace in the arms of Fidel Castro.
Let me gaze upon you with my own eyes.
We’ve secretly replaced Fidel Castro with an animatronic robot, let’s see if Chavez notices!
I shall avenge you!