The Way to a Putin's Heart is Through a Killer Kitten

For those of you foolish enough to visit my regular blog, Clever Title, you are probably already aware that I have an unhealthy Vladimir Putin fixation.


Why would any red blooded American have such a man-crush on the strong armed Russian puppet master? Two reasons.

Reason Number One: LOOK INTO HIS EYES!!

Can you feel the deep Siberian chill echoing through your soul now? I’ll bet you can.

Reason Number Two: He’s like the Russian Chuck Norris, except (a) Vladimir Putin serves the sexy powers of darkness, and (b) Vladimir Putin’s crazy exploits ARE REAL.

Exhibit A, one article detailing an exchange of gifts between Vladimir Putin and Iran. Most world leaders exchange fruit baskets. Putin exchanges KILLER CATS. In this instance we’re talking Persian Leopards, which Putin hopes to reintroduce to the Caucasus region so that he can finally have a worthy adversary in hand to hand combat.

Contrary to popular belief, that cage is to protect the leopard.

I’ll start taking bets in the comment section – not ‘who would win’ but ‘how many seconds before Putin is wearing that cat like a tuxedo?’

Vladimir Putin - Prime Minister and Dancing Queen?

On my regular blog Clever Title I have made known my fascination with Vladimir Putin, the steely eyed Russian who fights bears with the same ferocity as he strangles democracy.

For those of you who don't know, here's my favorite picture of him.

The man is ex-KGB, a judo master and once stabbed a saber tooth tiger with it's own teeth. But this is just his public persona. What do we know about the man behind that cold, cold, cold, ice cold mask? Does he love babies or does he eat them? Is his favorite meal Iron Ingots? What type of music does he like?

Well, it turns out we can answer at least one of those questions.

Apparently, Vladimir Putin love ABBA cover bands.

He... wait, what? Seriously? He... really?

But.... But....

This is all according to the ABBA tribute band Bjorn Again and, of course, Putin never admits to being a closet ABBA fan in the article. Probably to keep his persona intact. But who would make up a story like that? I mean, this band is staring death in the face here. Anyone remember Alexander Litvinenko? Of course you don't - the bastard's dead. Here's a picture after Putin was done with him:

So the question becomes, is Vladimir Putin actually a soft, cuddly teddy bear underneath that exterior, or is this like Curly's glove from Of Mice and Men?

I prefer to believe the later.