I love Mother Russia. I like to spend time playing balalaika with bears in the birch forest in the cold Russian winter. In the summer I work at a vodka factory. Usually I get paid in caviar - for rubles, I just need to fight a little in Europe. I like my hat with earflaps and a Kalashnikov assault rifle. In these turbulent times, it's calmer when they're around. No one can love all this as much as I do. But the damn Democrats (damn them!!!) they've got their eye on my house.
Democrats are scurrying everywhere, especially where they are not expected. Who was waiting for them here in Russia? Climbing on the Russians is a pretty bad idea. I have already said this more than once. I'll say it again. To be honest, I really feel sorry for them. After all, these scoundrels could live across the ocean and enjoy it. Now we have to defeat their allies in Europe and capture Alaska. Their ridiculous army will scatter in panic at the very thought that they will have to fight the Russians. Ok?.. Did we warn them? Now let's get down to business. Stop talking in vain.