Saddam’s Gun (Bush Library, Dallas TX)
He puts it in a tower behind plenty of barriers so he and only he can access it? oh no that’s rapunzel.
I wonder how often Dubya’d take the gun out, stroke it lovingly, mumbling to himself, then take a private moment in the...
WTF. Fuck this
When one man loves another man’s gun very very much….
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