Vladimir Putin, Whatever-The-Hell-He-Is-Right-Now of Russia,
seemed to be very comfortable before the cameras on a fishing
trip to Tuva. I suppose that the boys at Abercrombie & Fitch
might be getting a little bit worried, or perhaps rather excited,
at the thought of Putin moving into their shirtless hunk territory.
And in a related story…
…a rocket inexplicably launched at
the the Baikonur Space Center.
(And no, I still haven't forgiven Putin for
trying to poison me last year.)