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August 18, 2016

What's Dennis “The Kuntroller” Kucinich — short, weird looking, skinny, old, liberal kook -- got that other men don't? Besides a genuine red-headed hottie.

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The photos of him with his beauty reveal his secret. Notice anything missing? That’s right, NO HOVERHAND.
Kucinich holds his lady tight and right, drawing her into him and pressing her flesh into his feeble old mannery that does not even lift. Notice too he doesn’t lean into her; if anyone’s leaning adoringly, it’s her. Kucinich’s alpha male body language transmits a loud and clear message: “I take complete ownership of my woman”. -- Chateau Heartiste

Posted by gerardvanderleun at August 18, 2016 4:34 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Yeah, the dude just radiates power. Sort of a compact Conan the Destroyer. I feel less of a man by just looking at the picture.

JWM

Posted by: John M [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 18, 2016 8:42 PM


My wife is back in her native country
My questions for her host are simple: Given that;

Swedish women are most likely to be raped in the developed world.

The rapists are almost universally immigrants.

What are Swedish men doing about this?

What else, other than providing for and protecting their women and siring children have men done?

Posted by: bilejones [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 18, 2016 11:08 PM

The libido of Errol Flynn all wrapped up in the body of a capon.

Posted by: Jack [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 19, 2016 7:27 AM

Frankly, I'd rather have the libido of Errol Flynn than the body of Conan the Destroyer. All that bulk is to impress other men. Women mostly aren't impressed, and it's no coincidence that the gyms are full of lusting gay guys.

Posted by: Rob De Witt [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 19, 2016 9:39 AM

My father was such a man as the Kuntroller. He was homely, balding, bucktoothed, and short. He wore thick, hornrimmed glasses. He reeked of Brut and Brilcream. After mom died he had all kinds of girl friends. Some of them were barely legal. Some of them were licensed to drive. One of them became my step mother. She was 19, but started dating my dad at 17. I was 14 when they got married. My first act of protest was to call her mommy.

Posted by: Mother Effingby [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 19, 2016 1:41 PM

Like all men, Dennis misses his rib. When he gets it back, he presses it against his heart- and is once again complete.


"So the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon the man, and while he slept took one of his ribs and closed up its place with flesh; and the rib which the LORD God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. Then the man said, "This at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh."

Posted by: kkollwitz [TypeKey Profile Page] at August 19, 2016 4:01 PM

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