Newt Gingrich sitting on a rock.
In 1993 Newt Gingrich’s staff decided to play a practical joke on him. Every week they would replace his favourite pair of trousers with an identical pair that was a quarter of an inch shorter in the legs. The difference was small enough that on a weekly basis he didn’t notice the shortening of his pants, but over time it became obviously clear that his trousers were far too small for him, leg-wise.
After six months, Newt became convinced that he was experiencing another growth spurt, and that in time he would become a giant.
This photograph was taken two months after the first trouser replacement. When Newt discovered the truth, eighteen months and nineteen and a half inches later, he fired all of his staff and had their wives killed.
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looks like a fucking turnip
Poor moony… No one understands him.
thinkin bout life n shit
is that Newt Gingrich headquarters
thinkin bout life