Let’s see what hubby found last night while I was having my beauty nap:
So much fun we had today. Right?
No shit, the whole Ukraine story is too sad for words so we seek refuge in stale jokes. And that while we cry bitter tears for Ukrainian younglings and grandpas beeing forced into service as cannon fodder and sacrificed on Joe’s and Volodymir’s altar of vanity. Surrender and be shot to death by your commanding officer; don’t surrender and be destroyed (the new fashionable word for slaughtered) by the Russian army. Come what may, you’re fukked. And not even in a good way. 😮
Know what Brussels should’ve done instead of ruining Europe? Tell America to go and phuk herself. And then support Russia in its housekeeping struggle against fascist Ukraine. That country is but an ugly pimple on Mother Russia’s ass, let’s not be in the way when Russia squeezes it out.
A happy united Europe with good friends in the global east, super duper bizniz, everybody get rich, and we send some mild overseas development assistance to the USA. Just to see them through sorting out their problems n shit.
Just in case some of you haven’t noticed it yet: What we’re witnessing right now is America’s last stand. She fights like a wounded mountain lion and takes her whole pack of minions down with her into the abyss.
FFS Europe, don’t be a minion!
Oké, off to the gym now. Laterz …