The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
"Volodymyr, my dear fellow, these are the new wonder weapons we promised. The idea is that they look like chickens and you scatter them in the fields. They are made of Plaster of Paris, and my friend Emanuel assures me that Paris makes very strong plaster. So when a Russian tank run over one it will break the tracks, thus delivering victory."
err, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
obviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - just the plebs
err, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
obviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - since in any properly functioning democracy, that's a privilege reserved just for the plebs
err, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
obviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - they're just for the plebs
"Can you really play the Great Game with those funny little cocks?"
ReplyDelete"Think I've forgotten the words but hum it for us first and we'll give it a bash."
v./
or : "Future historian exhumes telling photograph that proves choking your chicken in public was no bar to high office in the Last Days of Ruin."
"Volodymyr, my dear fellow, these are the new wonder weapons we promised. The idea is that they look like chickens and you scatter them in the fields. They are made of Plaster of Paris, and my friend Emanuel assures me that Paris makes very strong plaster. So when a Russian tank run over one it will break the tracks, thus delivering victory."
ReplyDeleteukrainian secret service agent gives boris big cock
ReplyDeletesorry loddy: it's guests first
ReplyDeleteboris bonk-it:
ReplyDeletefuck me, it's a fiendish long way to come score a line, lodgo...
but you see, since partygate, i've had some domestic supply-issues
vlod the rod:
no worries, blo-jo: back in number ten, you can take a snort out of it without anyone suspecting a thing
i know, honey...how horrific:
ReplyDeletejust stick your hand down his trousers and think of multiple rocket-launchers
i'm honoured and humbled, guys...
ReplyDeleteand d'you know, i've even had a cake named after me?
hey chaps, why worry about stag-flation, when we can have stag-parties?
ReplyDeleteThankyou, gentlemen, but I would prefer a Big Mac.
ReplyDeleteerr, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
ReplyDeleteobviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - just the plebs
err, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
ReplyDeleteobviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - since in any properly functioning democracy, that's a privilege reserved just for the plebs
err, yes guys...well, the president and i have convened today's pop-up bullshitting-op in order to expound upon our cunning plan to play chicken with the russian army...
ReplyDeleteobviously, however, we won't err...be taking part in the fun and games personally - they're just for the plebs
katryna, my dear...never trust a man whose name rhymes with doris
ReplyDeleteah, the chicks have been top-notch here in kiev...
ReplyDeleteroll-on rwanda...
i look forward to addressing the cream of the british bourgeoisie at its
ReplyDeletetorchlight-rally in glastonbury