Well, this is how it is!

So the Russians are on our shore, monstrous entity too big to IGNORE, and we will float out with our toys, pretend we are bigger, lies, we are just tiny,, little one fishing trawler,, ok,,, we know you are taller, you go away,,, and Ill have nothing to say, or we will send the wives,,, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
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Posted: Jan 2022

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