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Tags: After Gary helps himself to a Pez he stands Tweety up on Lloyd's lap. LB valiantly tries to hold back her laughter but it escalates from a giggle to a chortle to a chuckle to laughter to full on snort, Gary Cohn, Lloyd Blankfein, speeches
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The making of Misty Beethoven
That look suggests that Lloyd has finally figured out how he’s going to have Taibbi killed, and that it involves a squid of some sort.
Lloyd, please. Your thumb…
LB: fuck LVP for making us come to this
GC: I swear I know that chick in the front row. I never forget an ass.
this fuckin’ guy
LB is fantasizing about what he’s going to do to Fab when they meet on the Hill.
Bob Diamond- what a schmuck.
LB thinks to himself, “You know, a private, late night stroll through Versailles just naked as a jaybird with bits of light reflecting off my golden balls into the palace like two gold-mirrored disco balls and humming Madonna’s “Express Yourself” sounds pretty good right about now.”
PFFFFFFwwwwhhhhoooooaaaaaaaa . . . Jimmy really hooked me up this time. I gotta get on his regular bridge rotation. . . . . Bear … mmmBear Market . . . Bear Stearns. . . . Bear Market Stearns . .. he hehe hehehehehehehe.
“Wonder if he’s Boxers or Briefs?”
Who’s gonna be the first guy to smell this?
“What a bunch of BS. The only things missing are the Kabuki drums and the makeup….”
We’re the only ones making over a million in this room, why are we here?
>squeaky fart noiseblames first person who accuses him as ant-semite<
BFF Movie Night!!!!!
nobody puts baby in the corner
Wheel of Fortune, Wheel of Fortune, Wheel of Fortune four o’clock.
Cohen: that Bob Diamond has quite a tookas.
BF: if i turn my head Obama almost looks like my doorman.
Building on BL’s awesome tag–
Obama begins. Dramatically. After Gary helps himself to a Pez, he stands Tweety up on Lloyd’s lap. LB valiantly tries to hold back her laughter, but it escalates from a giggle to a chortle to a chuckle to laughter to full onsnorting. Obama is visibly shaken and he has difficulty continuing with this anonymous distraction from one of the unwashed masses. LB removes herself from the auditorium, all the while snorting and gasping for breath, (we’re talkin’ full-on gales of laughter, here). Outside, she runs into an old acquaintance.
Hank Paulson: Something I said? [no response] It’s Hank… Paulson.
LB: Oh, oh, *Hank*… Oh, hi Hank… Hi…
Hank: What’re you doing down here?
LB: Oh, I was just at this recital and Gary put a Pez dispenser on my leg and I started laughing.
Hank: Gary’s in there? I heard you guys broke up.
LB: We did. We’re just hanging out.
@20 not funny at all
@19 it’s tukus, dumbass
you think you’ve got fuck you money, you dont even know what fuck you money is
bess won the contest in the tags
I’m def going straight to Crumbs as soon as this guy shuts the f&ck up, mmmm, dreamy cupcake goodness…
Like all other Goldman partners, his don’t smell
Actually what is happening is that his golden balls are starting to itch and his royal “ball scratcher” is no where in sight
“Never go against a Sicilian when death is on the line!”
I think I fucked that chic
I wonder if he remembers that wonderful night we spent together in that limo in Chicago? The taste of his essence still lingers on my tongue…
“I wonder what Jamie D looks like in a loin cloth.”
barry obama that rascal
“I could buy you six times over mate”
IS this guy for real? I gave this fucker a huge contribution – Get me the fuck out of here
“I wish Larua’s hair was as good as Michelle’s.
“Ahhh…. I’ll never forget that first blowjob from young Barry… Even as a young politician, that man knew how to work his tongue.”
Gary: I can’t believe what an asshole you are.
Lloyd: Did he, or did he not smile?
Gary: He was smiling at what an asshole you are.
Lloyd: He was smiling at how money I am, baby.
“I wonder what he looks like naked?”
There’s another golden one at 00:34 of this video: http://preview.bloomberg.com/video/59413818/
Lock my CEO up, and I’m the CEO, fuck.
Dont fuck with the Wongs.
“I certainly can’t fap to this…”
“Man, I am so going to beat Viniar in that Puppy dog throwing contest later”
I wonder what his head looks like, on a stick….
Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, neva gonna run around andddd desert you!
Look at the fuckin’ smile on my face. Ear to ear, baby. You want details? Fine. I drive a Ferrari 355 Cabriolet. What’s up? I have a ridiculous house in the South Fork. I have every toy you could possibly imagine. And best of all, kids, I am liquid.
The look of a man pondering what Obama’s brain would taste like, with a side of Fava Beans and a nice Chianti.
Lloyd has exactly the same look on his face as Robert DeNiro’s Al Capone in the Untouchables when his henchman wispers in his ear that he just whacked Sean Connery.
I think that means that Fabulous Fab is sleeping with the fishes……
Hmmm, wish I was wearing my green baseball cap. Yeah, that’s it, the one I wore just the other day while finger pointing.
so that’s what god’s balls look like…
martinis…just like breasts…one is too few..three was too many
LB really does look like Gollum
gary wonders why the secret service screen involved calipers; lloyd remains confident that his natural, inherent talents for trickery and deceit will never fail him.
If I can make it here…
Visualize World Fleece
All jokes aside, good to see Paul Calello looking well. He’s the slightly blurry gentleman on the right of Bob Diamond.
That’s just LB in his powered down state. Punch him, or touch his wallet, and he’s online and combat-ready in 10 seconds or so.
I can’t figure out if this guy is mad or stupid or both. Who does he think is paying his salary?
#28 had it right. I can only add one more word.
I wish that Enema had been a bit more right of center.
“Everybody know’s I’m the better banker. Why the F*ck does Jamie get all the love!”
Oooo a little wetter than I anticipated