Chillaxin’ in Sochi with Vova and Dima

I swore I was done with these, but between the forced casualness and the matching sweaters, I really can’t help myself:

“Wowsers…WikiLeaks, the World Cup. What a roller coaster of a week! Nice to get together for some qual-time in Sochi… just like the old days.”

“We are so casual and comfortable with each other. Nice to get together for some healthy snacks.”

“We like to watch movies together. But I don’t know why Vladimir Vladimirovich always insists on 2012. Is he trying to tell me something?”

“Hmmm… billiards. Not so sure about this game, but can’t show weakness. Not with that bastard DiCaprio around.”

“Someone thinks he’s so cool with his fancy Michael Jackson glove. Actually, it is pretty cool. I’ll bet he carved these balls himself out of narwhal tusk.”

“Just have to get through this game and hope he doesn’t propose a chin-up contest.”

“This is getting awkward. Let’s call up some other bros. I know… Silvio needs some cheering up.”

“Sorry Barack. You’re not invited to this bunga-bunga party. We’ll send you a cable.”