QuitePlace: You know what’s going on: I usually get up from the oven, put on a shirt and drink a glass of Stalin. Then I take my grandfather’s AK47 and go kill a bear for breakfast. But my bloodthirsty Russian soul demands, just insists on infants and virgins! You, the Civilized Georgian People, do not understand us.

(c) agel, 01.09.2008 at 15.24 am