I said no armchair General Politics. I lied. Sorry. When all of my friends seem so worried about a war? When innocent Ukrainians and indeed Russians are caught in the line of fire? When our Armed forces might be called to perform the impossible and give everything, for freedom? I can but vent and rant, via here. Sorry..
Nothing personal, Vlad. You have a toight body. Yes. TOIGHT. Macho. And in no way at all suffer an inadequacy/inferiority/repressed homoeroticism complex. Under other circumstances, I would be happy to wrestle bears with you. But, as they say in Russia: ‘Duty has no sweethearts’. And therefore..
- I mean: send in a nice girl (or boy: because that would explain a lot; blackops = equal opps) or nice friendly sheep. Get his lil mini putin excited (it is small: explains a lot), thereby distracting him . Polonium flavoured tea. Taste of his own medicine?
- Which is what many of us wanted to do, when he came to the UK in 2018 and did a lil guided murder tour (they had t-shirts, caps, selfies, the works!).
- If not? Makes one wonder why. Which brings me back to my theory: