My ass not for kiss, or Looking for hookers in Wal-Mart

Maybe monolingualism isn't so bad after all, judging by this
collection of foreign languge screwups.

Speaking of my ass not for kiss, Putin is visiting Bush at Kennebunkport, and you know what that means: the oligarchs are divvying up the oil rights. (What? You thought Bush was just trying to regain a sense of Putin's soul?)