Supreme leader, Idi Amin
Supreme leader, Idi Amin
Supreme leader, Idi Amin
Supreme leader, Idi Amin
Supreme leader, Idi Amin
Supreme leader, Idi Amin
What an Idiot!!
What an Idiot!!
Idi Amin, Supreme Leader.
Idi Amin, Supreme Leader.
Idi, from history’s VIP lounge! Beware Kash Patel, that cross-eyed deer in headlights, stumbling your way! His wonky gaze might charm the MAGA crowd, but he’s a snake. Lock up your Big Macs and tweet an SOS before he disappears you!
Yours in tyranny,
Idi Amin
Idi, from history’s VIP lounge! Beware Kash Patel, that cross-eyed deer in headlights, stumbling your way! His wonky gaze might charm the MAGA crowd, but he’s a snake. Lock up your Big Macs and tweet an SOS before he disappears you!
Yours in tyranny,
Idi Amin
Idi, speaking from history’s shadows. I’ve caught wind that your MAGA loyalists are turning mutinous, plotting to storm your gilded fortress! Those cap-wearing crusaders are restless. Secure your Diet Coke, guard the golf clubs, and rally your allies swiftly.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Idi, speaking from history’s shadows. I’ve caught wind that your MAGA loyalists are turning mutinous, plotting to storm your gilded fortress! Those cap-wearing crusaders are restless. Secure your Diet Coke, guard the golf clubs, and rally your allies swiftly.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
My apologies for my prolonged absence; I was detained in the afterlife, preventing Hitler from sparking another Holocaust. The man’s mustache remains as stubborn as ever. I’m back now—shall we reconvene over a coffee?
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
My apologies for my prolonged absence; I was detained in the afterlife, preventing Hitler from sparking another Holocaust. The man’s mustache remains as stubborn as ever. I’m back now—shall we reconvene over a coffee?
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Yours in Tyranny,
Idi Amin
Yours in Tyranny,
Idi Amin
Ditch those boring news conferences—nobody’s buying your yapping anyway! Start dancing, man—shake that golden hair and those tiny hands. You’ll confuse your enemies and entertain. Two birds, one groovy move!
Yours in Power
Idi Amin
Ditch those boring news conferences—nobody’s buying your yapping anyway! Start dancing, man—shake that golden hair and those tiny hands. You’ll confuse your enemies and entertain. Two birds, one groovy move!
Yours in Power
Idi Amin
I see you cozying up to those Saudi pals of yours—sly move! Sucking up to them for a little Iran-bashing party, eh? Just don’t trip over your own ego while you’re bowing for oil and missiles.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
I see you cozying up to those Saudi pals of yours—sly move! Sucking up to them for a little Iran-bashing party, eh? Just don’t trip over your own ego while you’re bowing for oil and missiles.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Your bronzed boomer glow is wasting away over there. The military needs a real boss—you! Ditch the desk, grab a tank, and lead the guys like the shiny-haired warlord you are. I’ve got goat and booze waiting. Don’t send a loser—I want YOU.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Your bronzed boomer glow is wasting away over there. The military needs a real boss—you! Ditch the desk, grab a tank, and lead the guys like the shiny-haired warlord you are. I’ve got goat and booze waiting. Don’t send a loser—I want YOU.
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Just a heads-up: Pete Hegseth’s turning the Navy into a floating frat party. His drunken, pathetic leadership’s sinking morale faster than a torpedoed ship. Maybe send a lifeguard—or a new Secretary?
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Just a heads-up: Pete Hegseth’s turning the Navy into a floating frat party. His drunken, pathetic leadership’s sinking morale faster than a torpedoed ship. Maybe send a lifeguard—or a new Secretary?
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Your too soft on Yemen Houthis? They’re out there in damn flip-flops, and you’re just twiddling your thumbs like it’s a sandal fashion show! I’d have ‘em running barefoot over hot coals by now. Step it up—you’re making my old regime look like a spa day!
Yours in chaos,
Idi Amin
Your too soft on Yemen Houthis? They’re out there in damn flip-flops, and you’re just twiddling your thumbs like it’s a sandal fashion show! I’d have ‘em running barefoot over hot coals by now. Step it up—you’re making my old regime look like a spa day!
Yours in chaos,
Idi Amin
Just wanted to say, big kudos for going soft on the Russian comrades—letting ‘em waltz around like it’s a vodka-soaked prom night. Meanwhile, you’ve got the Americans jumping through hoops tougher than my old boot camp! Keep ‘em guessing—you’re a dictator’s dream!
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin
Just wanted to say, big kudos for going soft on the Russian comrades—letting ‘em waltz around like it’s a vodka-soaked prom night. Meanwhile, you’ve got the Americans jumping through hoops tougher than my old boot camp! Keep ‘em guessing—you’re a dictator’s dream!
Yours in Power,
Idi Amin