46 Valentine or not?

The time of spring is approaching. Snow is almost gone. The grass that got suddenly covered with snow is now as green as it was. I dont quite remember grass being green in winter right after the snow disappeared. Probably because I was not looking down.

So another dreadful month coming. Apart of the Xmas and snow that is. February is important for the young, for the lovers, for the couples. Not for me then. But I will play along. Dont like it, but what can you do. All shops are covered in red heartshaped crap starting from candies, pillows, balloons and ending with almost nonexcistent strings. For both, male and female. Strings like underwear. No strings attached to strings ;).

Anyways, in few days it will be done and over with these fancy pantsy. And then another anniversary comes up, the 24th February. The day that the evil shorty started the war. Modern idiot. How it is that with todays fancy equipment he is still standing. How is it that there has not yet been the 8 grams of metal in his head. Really fed up with this idiot and his followers. The incredible volumes of stupidity is exhausting. Why there is no masters with fancy bits of cookies and tea? Or why the windows dont open near this evil shorty? Now get him some cake, candies or flowers with magic thorns for Valentines day. Anyone, please.

There is not much to write. Not much to write about good things. Because there are not many good things in winter, during war, after horrid earthquake in middle east. Nothing good. The only good thing is that they get survivors out on time. The bad thing is newborn babies have nobody else surviving. Swept off from the Earth whole families. Swept off from Earth just common people, who have done nothing wrong. But the evil shorty is preparing celebratory statements and parties. Incredible. Russians dont understand the world as we do, their religion is the ruler, and their religion is this evil shorty whom they follow no matter what. They actually gave furcoats to the viwes of dead soldiers, filming it as if to tell the world how good they are, and then take the coats back. So the price of a russian soldier used to be Lada – a russian make car. Then 3-pack of towels. Then furcoats. But then no furcoats. Propaganda is so crazy but still working. Its hilarious, because russians do believe it. There are russians with some gray cells lef tho, and they by themselves state that 80% of russians are brainwashed, following, believing, fulfilling orders. Amazing.

Slava Ukraini!

Power to Iran!

Power to Turkey and Syria!

May the horrors end, may the evil dissapear!

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