Perlin 45 new. By hat and Senka

POSTED BY: PERLIN45 05/25/2018

Eh West, not sweat, but smell,

not women, but the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm,

Martini, mini bikini,

And pleasure, eternal, like Rome.

It seems that our Anglophiles have finally come to the realization that not everything is so wonderful on the Island of Scoundrels ... True, immediately before the realization, English gentlemen came and squeezed out money ... Our national (?) elite, aiming at a comfortable meeting of old age in bliss and comfort among centuries-old oaks in an old English castle it suddenly became not funny at once.

Crystal dreams dispelled like the diamond smoke of Kisa Vorobyaninov: a thoroughbred butler with a bulldog face named Barrymore, and howling at night in the fireplace the house ghost of Lady Jane, decapitated decapitated by a horned husband in a thousand some shaggy year, and a well-trained female servant, by their with white aprons reminiscent of domestic high school girls at the last call: “Yes, sir”, and the freshest, freshest oysters on family silver (snot with a taste of mine, by and large, what is there!), And a snow-white yacht in Loch Lomond, and Queen Charlotte's Ball in Kensington Palace, and thoroughbred trotters at the traditional Royal Ascot in Windsor, and sudden busty ladies' orchestras constantly playing "Tango-amapa", everything, nevertheless, went to dust!

The sweet and kind, thoroughbred face of the old woman of England suddenly revealed its essence to ours and many became ill sharply ... Hello face, when you became a mug ...


Or even so!


The former head of Chukotka also got sick, who, having demobilized from the state service, for a long time and diligently defiantly distanced himself not only from the Kremlin, but also from Russia ... Laundered, epta! Combing the “Russian scab” did not work out to the end and the defendant expectedly swallows dust (as the Darkest One predicted four years ago), forced to answer uncomfortable questions from the British:

And tell us, dearest Abramovich, where did you get the funds to purchase national British pride, the Chelsea club and other assets no less significant for the kingdom, eh? Some dirty money...

I'll be a bastard, Putin got dirty...

It seems to me that soon a fascinating action awaits us: kneeling Abramovich repenting before the British authorities ...

The funny thing is that Roma already admitted under oath in an English court that his purchase of Sibneft was an obvious fraud, but that was back in 2011, when the British were best friends and Romkin’s money didn’t smell ... Now, when all of a sudden from money it smelled like a “newcomer”, the shaves will not prove anything, they will shake the oligarch out of his pants and send him around the world with a bare ass ... It won’t take much time for this, because in the modern advanced economy fiercely praised by liberals, capital is not bullion with gold in the cash vault Uncle Scrooge, and columns of stupid ones and zeros on a bank server that is inaccessible to you, so one awkward movement of the bank owner and you instantly turn from an oligarch into a rogue ...

If the owners of the bank want it, of course. And what they want, there is no doubt about it. It’s not for nothing that the violin was hunted down ... This is an English national game, bullying in the sense: once they poisoned foxes during hunting, then with opium the Chinese, then the Indians, they even managed to casually poison our one-of-a-kind, unique even for Russia elder-whip Grigory Efimovich Novykh (Rasputin) ... Yes, comrades, according to recent historical data, it was the Englishwoman who shat in the cakes with which the holy elder ate Madeira in the basement of Prince Yusupov’s house on Christmas fast ... They said: “Until the first star, no, no!” ... Not listened...

Roma didn’t listen either, although four years ago Putin warned the moneybags who settled on the island: “Run, you fools!” Roma, in response, cut a stupid face, folded his hands over his head and grinned happily, they say I'm in the house ... It is in this house that they will hunt him down ...

Of course, he is indignant that they are not allowed to go to the Island, but in theory, he should rejoice, even if without attendants, but at least he will remain free ... And alive, which is not unimportant ... Not everyone is so lucky, because the Englishwoman crap like a cow, overeating clover, and the British Parliament is already discussing with might and main the report “Gold of Moscow: Russian corruption in the United Kingdom”. Parliamentarians call on the British government to deal more harshly and consistently with Russian "investors", with all the consequences, so to speak ... In short, they will rob!

Delivered the reaction of the Kremlin:

This is not our issue,” Dmitry Peskov, press secretary of the President of Russia, said during a briefing, “certain requirements are being put forward, and, probably, in this case, the applicant needs to draw conclusions about how legal they are, and not for us.”

Everyone understands, no? Caesar's is Caesar's, and to Abramovich's applicant is applicant's, and strongly applicant's…

Borius Johnson did not stay away from these nursery rhymes, declaring his desire to lean on Putin’s people ... Yeah, another “bulk” was found, as if we didn’t have enough of our own ...

The infamous English fans, who have united with several clubs for this holy goal, promise to attack, or rather attack ours in the championship... give a pendal, in this case, at least the consequences are predictable, really sad ... But while the fans are boasting with might and main going to the army, let's see what happens when the shit goes ...

In general, our relations with the British Kingdom are fading before our eyes, and one could say that they have become completely emaciated, if not for one “but” ... A certain part of our fellow citizens, in spite of everything, continues to recklessly admire Britain itself and its inhabitants.

Judge for yourself: over the past month, all the media, regardless of their editorial policy, enthusiastically sang praises about the upcoming wedding of the youngest heir to the British crown ... The situation was covered by special correspondents from London, already stunned that they managed to get to this blessed city. With delight worthy of a better use, another whistle squealed about how great everything is there, how everyone dreams of getting to this epoch-making celebration ... How everything will be refined and elegant, sweet and romantic ...

Well, since all the interested parties have expressed their enthusiasm for the “fabulous and magical” wedding, then I will allow myself just a couple of words.

Tell me, comrades, what is really there to admire? Initially, they didn’t even plan to treat guests, they say, whoever wants to, let him come with his own.

I immediately imagined myself in the place of an invited guest: we take a roasted pig, a box of vodka, a button accordion, and set off to arrange a children's squeal with their ladies directly on the royal lawns ... an underestimated "Priore", driven right onto the lawn, from the open trunk of which comes the fervent song "Hop Trash" performed by the Vorovayki group ... Why this particular song? Everything is simple here: the groom, a red-haired monkey, thought of coming to the celebration in a cop's cap ...

Apparently, one of the organizers had a no less vivid imagination, because at the last moment they decided to put out a treat for the guests ... Well, how was the treat? An exquisite hot dog with a sophisticated cup of tea from a bag ... And look there, don’t deny yourself anything, dear guests ... It would be nice if the family didn’t have money for the wedding ... What kind of lack of funds can we talk about if the father is “young "- Prince Charles has two kidneys, and other relatives have full set liver? Grandma, in general, only last year laundered ten million pounds from the treasury through offshore companies ... So there is the usual greed ...


Elizabeth: No money!

If the young at the very least scraped together money for a dress, then the groom, thanks to greedy relatives, was forced to marry in military uniform. Moreover, even the famous guards bear's hat was squeezed by the grandmother and she had to be content with the old-style cops' cap mentioned above with a dumb trench coat made of the skin of a young dermantin ...

In occasion of this, by the way, I have some suspicions. I don’t want to offend anyone, but the other day, digging through the antessols, I did not find my little-worn cap, received at the warehouse of clothing allowances back in the days of early Gorbachev, after that I never received the form due to the specifics of the work, and therefore it is dear to me, as a material confirmation of my heroic youth. The loss looked like this:


And, suddenly, what do I see? An impudent red-haired muzzle, the owner of which, in principle, no face control will let into a decent club, dissects in my cap! I glued some garbage on the visor, symbolizing an oak wreath, changed the trench coat with a cockade and thought I wouldn’t recognize it!? Rogue!!!


He also shows his tongue, teases, like ... All went to the grandmother, she also did not disdain stolen goods. They washed the Vladimir tiara at the Grand Duchess Maria Pavlovna in 1917 and immediately on her royal head: look at the English people, how rich your rulers live!


And the rest of the relatives are no better: the Kohinoor diamond was stolen from the Indian rajas, they did not disdain ...

Razhda such:

Somewhere here we have a diamond lying around ... "Kohinoor" (to the British) You didn't take it?

Englishmen (sternly): We don’t know, any of your diamonds, what are they to us!? We have our own “Kohinoor” ... Duke Richard the Pigtail personally mined it in the form of a diamond in a kemberlite pipe near London and presented it to King Richard the Lionheart as a gift! Since then, he has been shining in the royal crown in a place of honor ... Be-be-be (they show the language, just like Harry Saakashvilli) ...

These people are admired by our media, shamelessly calling these hare dances "the most significant event of the year", despite the fact that according to the members of the (God forgive me) royal family themselves: "this is a family event, not an official state event." But ours - do not care! Opening Crimean bridge, Elections by the Darkest Putin, the adoption of hypersound? No, we haven't heard...

The marriage of an unshaven brit, a drunkard and a womanizer with Nazi views, who will never become king, to a woman "with a past" is another matter - yes! This is an epoch-making event, worthy of sycophancy and all sorts of musing... Even a crowd of analysts, forgetting about crests for a while, are discussing with might and main how this will affect the situation in the world, and what will happen next... What will happen, what will happen? His mother-in-law will be a black woman, and completely useless, since she doesn’t know how to bake pancakes, and that’s all business ...

Under socialism, there was a socio-political phenomenon called "crooking before the West." Socialism has been gone for a long time, but the phenomenon itself has not only remained, but has grown stronger, and Britain is in a special position here ...

The country of unprincipled, greedy and arrogant snobs-pontorez, hungry for other people's good, still lures and beckons a separate category of compatriots ... It would seem that you like it so much, so go and live there, tea is not Brezhnev's times, no, they endure our brains here! Go already, to the song “Road” by the Leningrad group, you look and also what kind of wedding they will invite, and they will give a plate from the royal service ...


October 13, 2015

Actually, ISIS was bombed, but the people around the world were shell-shocked badly ...
A new dog, John Kirby, was noted the other day with an epic phrase: "Russia does not share the goals of the United States." Undoubtedly, he wanted to convey something to the general public, but he spilled it on the way ... Is there something contagious there? He proposes to share goals ... We will not share anything, and do not hope! So let's bomb the targets!

Another native of the American continent, Steve (Stas, in our opinion) Warren, brought to the attention of the Russians that "Assad is treating his citizens unfairly." We will leave the clumsy construction of the phrase itself on the translator’s conscience, but about justice, I would like to go into more detail, because we have our own opinion on it, especially in relation to the activities of each specific politician ... More recently, another victory for Western tolerance was discussed on the forums - the opening of a shelter in quiet Denmark for elderly homosexuals ... Slyly sympathizing with the difficult lot of elderly foreign Akhtungs, the people nevertheless wondered that it would not be bad to attach our favorite, Nobel laureate Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev there, so that his epic baldness would not grow hair ... That's it, gentlemen democrats and it would be a triumph of humanism and justice, and not at all the asphalting of the national leader Assad, who defends the independence of his country!

Turkish President Erdogan, he is always for justice, in all its manifestations. Having mentally bombed the Kurds, he, nevertheless, angrily condemned the Russian strikes against ISIS ... And you can understand him! It doesn't matter when, for no apparent reason, someone starts to dispose of partners in a dangerous business! This disrupts the schedule for the supply of stolen oil and greatly harms the cause! Who does not know: it is the Erdogan offspring, with a pioneering enthusiasm that has been fairly forgotten in our country, who is selling ISIS oil ... Good boy! And this circumstance, and not the more popular conspiracy theories about the reconstruction of the Great Ottoman Empire, became the main problem for Recep ...

But just yesterday, the world was beautiful, and Erdogan felt that he was firmly holding on to Faberge stupid Russians with their naive plans to build a gas pipeline. Having agreed in principle to the bloody Gazprom generously investing in the Turkish economy, Recep, as a reward for his undoubtedly noble deed, demanded praise, admiration, and magical discounts on gas ... It’s clear, a benefactor, where are we without him, three times: “ ku ... The insolent partner behaved like a pregnant eighth grader, throwing tantrums and harassing Miller with his whims: "Stay there - come here!" Moreover, the more Recep was convinced that Miller had nowhere to go, the more impudent he became! And it was already going to the fact that the Russians were ready to agree to pay extra for the fact that the Turkish side would graciously allow them to supply their authoritarian gas, when everything collapsed ... It turned out that old Miller simply used the naive Turkish dreamer to implement insidious plans to enslave Europe, used and ruthlessly, as bowling players use a skull-like kolobok, a ball to fill up the skittles with a bang.

Because looking at his entree, the Europeans made two conclusions for themselves: the Russians are ready to stop transit through the Nenka at any cost, and it is better to deal with them than with sick Turkish politicians. In addition, the reserves of gas fields in the Russian North, although large, are not dimensionless, they may not be enough for everyone, especially since the competitors, Power of Altai and Baltic LNG, are right there.

After that, a whole team of foreign investors, popularly referred to as the “gang”, announced their desire to quickly build the Nord Stream 2 gas pipeline ... And it became clear that there really wasn’t enough gas for everyone ... Specifically, there wasn’t enough for the Turks ... Miller had eggs in one basket does not put: neither European nor Erdogan's!

Once again, having gone to shear Gazprom's sheep, the partners returned shaved... Everyone still did not understand who they were contacting. It’s not even about the smart and cunning Miller, there won’t be him, another one will come ... Everyone at Gazprom is like that ... For those who doubt, I suggest tracing the history of the notorious Nord Stream, the design work on the construction of which began (surprise, surprise !!!) in the distant In 1997, when the crisis raged in Russia with might and main... In the international arena, on the contrary, everything was smooth and smooth: in the Kuev region, the red-haired Kuchma signed an age-old treaty of friendship, cooperation and partnership, Black Sea Fleet divided, and the gas issue was not raised in any form ... It turns out that even then Gazprom predicted possible complications with transit and thought about diversifying supplies!

Angry Erdogan, meanwhile, announced that he would refuse to buy Russian gas ... And he needs a flag ... No, in principle, this is possible, no problems, it only takes a few billion and five years (c) ... Well, to stretch a pipe from Iran, other options are generally dead ... Turkish partners have neither one nor the other ... In addition, the gas pipeline will pass through the territory of the self-proclaimed Kurdestan ... Let the guys rejoice ...

In the meantime, only Ukrainian military analysts are rejoicing... Of course, I understand that it is customary to fill in the gaps of a very incomplete and extremely secondary education among the docile public by studying the philosophical works of Pedalik, but you need to know the measure!

Now, for example, the news about the Russian MIG-29 shot down by the Turks is being actively discussed ...

“But Russia doesn’t have MiG-29s in Syria!

That's right ... Now it's gone!

If you believe their military experts, then Russia has already lost half a dozen combat aircraft in the conflict ... According to dill's understanding, any monkey, if given a shaitan pipe and shown where to press, is able to shoot down a modern combat aircraft ... To bring this public to a sane state, wholesale deliveries are needed haloperidol from a warehouse in Vilyuysk, and selective enema of the most active users, but we don’t have time now, so let them live like that ...

Monkey and trumpet. The trick is that the MANPADS are training, but they didn’t explain this to the four-armed, so: “Your pipe-plane was shaking!”

Spurred on by rising oil prices, economists perked up, rushing to convince the public with fervor that there were no prerequisites for an increase in oil prices ... Here they, of course, got excited, because the Votkinsk Machine-Building Plant produces these prerequisites in three shifts ... But economists are no stranger to disgrace, Let me remind you that until recently, when the price was falling, these same people stated that there were no prerequisites for a fall ... They are interested in the economy, therefore, economists ... I don’t say that I am a mountaineering instructor, just because I love mountains ... Vorobyovs ... Elbrus , however, somehow not very ...

However, not all partners are impenetrably stupid, and quite sensible specimens come across. Immediately after the “Dagestan salute”, the former Secretary of State of Pendostan, Madeleine Albright, suddenly appeared in public and categorically stated that she had never offered to cut down our Siberia, they say she was falsely slandered ... Interestingly: a bullet about Siberia, which “should belong to the world community”, attributed to Albrightikhe, it’s not the first year that the brains of Runet users have been spreading, but she just now decided to refute her ...

Who said parents can't be chosen!? The syabry brothers again chose their father... For the fifth time... It is alarming that no angry cries are heard about the need for a change of power, and the OSCE is silent in a rag, and there is no hysteria in PACE, and the State Department is in no hurry to make statements... Only sluggish local opposition , bitterly state that the stupid people again preferred stability to progressive development ... Sanctions were again lifted ... It seems to me alone that the West has already begun to foreplay?

Our crooked allies, the Iranians, as a result of the special operation, were unable to hit the chief ISIS godfather Al-Baghdadi, but they upset him greatly, he is now in the hospital, treating neurotics ... One hope remains for the American partners: since they are bombing hospitals anyway, maybe this time they will help!?

Material: Alexander Perlin

Eh West, not sweat, but smell,

not women, but the fairy tales of the Brothers Grimm,

Martini, mini bikini,

And pleasure, eternal, like Rome.

It seems that our Anglophiles have finally come to the realization that not everything is so wonderful on the Island of Scoundrels ... True, immediately before the realization, English gentlemen came and squeezed out money ... Our national (?) elite, aiming at a comfortable meeting of old age in bliss and comfort among centuries-old oaks in an old English castle it suddenly became not funny at once. Crystal dreams dispelled like the diamond smoke of Kisa Vorobyaninov: a thoroughbred butler with a bulldog face named Barrymore, and howling at night in the fireplace the house ghost of Lady Jane, decapitated decapitated by a horned husband in a thousand some shaggy year, and a well-trained female servant, by their with white aprons reminiscent of domestic high school girls at the last call: “Yes, sir”, and the freshest, freshest oysters on family silver (snot with a taste of mine, by and large, what is there!), And a snow-white yacht in Loch Lomond, and Queen Charlotte's Ball in Kensington Palace, and thoroughbred trotters at the traditional Royal Ascot in Windsor, and sudden busty ladies' orchestras constantly playing "Tango-amapa", everything, nevertheless, went to dust!

The sweet and kind, thoroughbred face of the old woman of England suddenly revealed its essence to ours and many became ill sharply ... Hello face, when you became a mug ...

Or even so!

The former head of Chukotka also got sick, who, having demobilized from the state service, for a long time and diligently defiantly distanced himself not only from the Kremlin, but also from Russia ... Laundered, epta! Combing the “Russian scab” did not work out to the end and the defendant expectedly swallows dust (as the Darkest One predicted four years ago), forced to answer uncomfortable questions from the British:

And tell us, dearest Abramovich, where did you get the funds to purchase national British pride, the Chelsea club and other assets no less significant for the kingdom, eh? Some dirty money...

I'll be a bastard, Putin got dirty...

It seems to me that soon a fascinating action awaits us: kneeling Abramovich repenting before the British authorities ...

The funny thing is that Roma already admitted under oath in an English court that his purchase of Sibneft was an obvious fraud, but that was back in 2011, when the British were best friends and Romkin’s money didn’t smell ... Now, when all of a sudden from money it smelled like a “newcomer”, the shaves will not prove anything, they will shake the oligarch out of his pants and send him around the world with a bare ass ... It won’t take much time for this, because in the modern advanced economy fiercely praised by liberals, capital is not bullion with gold in the cash vault Uncle Scrooge, and columns of stupid ones and zeros on a bank server that is inaccessible to you, so that one awkward movement of the bank owner and you instantly turn from an oligarch into a rogue ... If the bank owners want this, of course. And what they want, there is no doubt about it. It’s not for nothing that the violin was hunted down ... This is an English national game, bullying in the sense: once they poisoned foxes during hunting, then with opium the Chinese, then the Indians, they even managed to casually poison our one-of-a-kind, unique even for Russia elder-whip Grigory Efimovich Novykh (Rasputin) ... Yes, comrades, according to recent historical data, it was the Englishwoman who shat in the cakes with which the holy elder ate Madeira in the basement of Prince Yusupov’s house on Christmas fast ... They said: “Until the first star, no, no!” ... Not listened...

Roma didn’t listen either, although four years ago Putin warned the moneybags who settled on the island: “Run, you fools!” Roma, in response, cut a stupid face, folded his hands over his head and grinned happily, they say I'm in the house ... It is in this house that they will hunt him down ...

Of course, he is indignant that they are not allowed to go to the Island, but in theory, he should rejoice, even if without attendants, but at least he will remain free ... And alive, which is not unimportant ... Not everyone is so lucky, because the Englishwoman crap like a cow, overeating clover, and the British Parliament is already discussing with might and main the report “Gold of Moscow: Russian corruption in the United Kingdom”. Parliamentarians call on the British government to deal more harshly and consistently with Russian "investors", with all the consequences, so to speak ... In short, they will rob!

Delivered the reaction of the Kremlin:

This is not our issue,” Dmitry Peskov, press secretary of the President of Russia, said during a briefing, “certain requirements are being put forward, and, probably, in this case, the applicant needs to draw conclusions about how legal they are, and not for us.”

Everyone understands, no? Caesar's is Caesar's, and to Abramovich's applicant is applicant's, and strongly applicant's…

Borius Johnson did not stay away from these nursery rhymes, declaring his desire to lean on Putin’s people ... Yeah, another “bulk” was found, as if we didn’t have enough of our own ...

The infamous English fans, who have united with several clubs for this holy goal, promise to attack, or rather attack ours in the championship... give a pendal, in this case, at least the consequences are predictable, really sad ... But while the fans are boasting with might and main going to the army, let's see what happens when the shit goes ...

In general, our relations with the British Kingdom are fading before our eyes, and one could say that they have become completely emaciated, if not for one “but” ... A certain part of our fellow citizens, in spite of everything, continues to recklessly admire Britain itself and its inhabitants.

Judge for yourself: over the past month, all the media, regardless of their editorial policy, enthusiastically sang praises about the upcoming wedding of the youngest heir to the British crown ... The situation was covered by special correspondents from London, already stunned that they managed to get to this blessed city. With delight worthy of a better use, another whistle squealed about how great everything is there, how everyone dreams of getting to this epoch-making celebration ... How everything will be refined and elegant, sweet and romantic ...

Well, since all the interested parties have expressed their enthusiasm for the “fabulous and magical” wedding, then I will allow myself just a couple of words.

Tell me, comrades, what is really there to admire? Initially, they didn’t even plan to treat guests, they say, whoever wants to, let him come with his own.

I immediately imagined myself in the place of an invited guest: we take a roasted pig, a box of vodka, a button accordion, and set off to arrange a children's squeal with their ladies directly on the royal lawns ... an underestimated "Priore", driven right onto the lawn, from the open trunk of which comes the fervent song "Hop Trash" performed by the Vorovayki group ... Why this particular song? Everything is simple here: the groom, a red-haired monkey, thought of coming to the celebration in a cop's cap ...

Apparently, one of the organizers had a no less vivid imagination, because at the last moment they decided to put out a treat for the guests ... Well, how was the treat? An exquisite hot dog with a sophisticated cup of tea from a bag ... And look there, don’t deny yourself anything, dear guests ... It would be nice if the family didn’t have money for the wedding ... What kind of lack of funds can we talk about if the father is “young ”- Prince Charles has two kidneys, and do other relatives have a full set of liver? Grandma, in general, only last year laundered ten million pounds from the treasury through offshore companies ... So there is the usual greed ...

Elizabeth: No money!

If the young at the very least scraped together money for a dress, then the groom, thanks to greedy relatives, was forced to marry in military uniform. Moreover, even the famous guards bear's hat was squeezed by the grandmother and she had to be content with the old-style cops' cap mentioned above with a dumb trench coat made of the skin of a young dermantin ...

In occasion of this, by the way, I have some suspicions. I don’t want to offend anyone, but the other day, digging through the antessols, I did not find my little-worn cap, received at the warehouse of clothing allowances back in the days of early Gorbachev, after that I never received the form due to the specifics of the work, and therefore it is dear to me, as a material confirmation of my heroic youth. The loss looked like this:

And, suddenly, what do I see? An impudent red-haired muzzle, the owner of which, in principle, no face control will let into a decent club, dissects in my cap! I glued some garbage on the visor, symbolizing an oak wreath, changed the trench coat with a cockade and thought I wouldn’t recognize it!? Rogue!!!

He also shows his tongue, teases, like ... All went to the grandmother, she also did not disdain stolen goods. They washed the Vladimir tiara at the Grand Duchess Maria Pavlovna in 1917 and immediately on her royal head: look at the English people, how rich your rulers live!

And the rest of the relatives are no better: the Kohinoor diamond was stolen from the Indian rajas, they did not disdain ...

Razhda such:

Somewhere here we have a diamond lying around ... "Kohinoor" (to the British) You didn't take it?

Englishmen (sternly): We don’t know, any of your diamonds, what are they to us!? We have our own “Kohinoor” ... Duke Richard the Pigtail personally mined it in the form of a diamond in a kemberlite pipe near London and presented it to King Richard the Lionheart as a gift! Since then, he has been shining in the royal crown in a place of honor ... Be-be-be (they show the language, just like Harry Saakashvilli) ...

These people are admired by our media, shamelessly calling these hare dances "the most significant event of the year", despite the fact that according to the members of the (God forgive me) royal family themselves: "this is a family event, not an official state event." But ours - do not care! The opening of the Crimean bridge, the Election of the Darkest Putin, the adoption of hypersound? No, we haven't heard...

The marriage of an unshaven brit, a drunkard and a womanizer with Nazi views, who will never become king, to a woman "with a past" is another matter - yes! This is an epoch-making event, worthy of sycophancy and all sorts of musing... Even a crowd of analysts, forgetting about crests for a while, are discussing with might and main how this will affect the situation in the world, and what will happen next... What will happen, what will happen? His mother-in-law will be a black woman, and completely useless, since she doesn’t know how to bake pancakes, and that’s all business ...

Under socialism, there was a socio-political phenomenon called "crooking before the West." Socialism has been gone for a long time, but the phenomenon itself has not only remained, but has grown stronger, and Britain is in a special position here ...

The country of unprincipled, greedy and arrogant snobs-pontorez, hungry for other people's good, still lures and beckons a separate category of compatriots ... It would seem that you like it so much, so go and live there, tea is not Brezhnev's times, no, they endure our brains here! Go already, to the song “Road” by the Leningrad group, you look and also what kind of wedding they will invite, and they will give a plate from the royal service ...

European partners are getting nervous for some reason... Some kind of crazy steel! It used to be good and sincere ...

The specter of communism, launched by Marx, roamed Europe, evoking only a slight smile from the contented layman with its lamentations ...

Other times have come, and new characters have replaced such a familiar, almost native ghost: a bearded Babai with a helicopter stub in his strong teeth, a cunning Miller, picturesquely playing with a gas pipe trimming and, of course, a bloody Putin, with an evil Cheburashka on a leash ...


New ghosts cause panic and ringworm among the inhabitants of the European Union: they shy away from everyone Russian tourist like a cat from a vacuum cleaner - what if it's a little green man!? They invented a scarecrow for themselves and sacredly believed in it ...

I will say this: they did not see truly terrible things! I'm even afraid to imagine what kind of hysteria can happen if they are shown an understated tinted Priora, overtaking with a roar in the oncoming lane ... That's where the real horror is! Even for us, what can we say about Europe ...

Nevertheless, in order to calm the nervous public, NATO regularly conducts exercises near the borders of the hated Mordor. The fattest NATO eggplant, Jens Stoltenberg, said the other day that everything is practically under control, and the alliance has already taken measures to strengthen the eastern flank ...

The mere fact that Jens so gracefully uses the terribly special term “flank” betrays an experienced warrior in him, and this greatly calms the nervous Balts, who, in fact, in company with the Poles, make up this very eastern flank ...

Although, in fairness, it should be noted that the threat of occupation is not the only problem of the flank of the "Baltic tigers" ...

Now, for example, they are furiously epilating the bikini area (tearing the hair on the ass), in anticipation of the wholesale supply of blacks from the warehouse in Lapeduso ...

Not only do they have a lot of their problems, but they also want to define a whole bunch of Obama's relatives for a wait ...

Take the same Lithuania, which, finally feeling like a major player in the gas market, is frantically rushing about in search of a way out, preoccupied with how to get out of this market as soon as possible ...

For those who have forgotten what the point is, let me remind you: in 2011, small but greedy Lithuania decided that Russian pipeline gas was expensive and not kosher for it ...

An ingenious move was invented that allows not only to diversify gas supplies, but also to cut down a lot of money on this. For this, a mere smallness was required - to build a terminal for the storage of liquefied gas, into which LNG can be pumped, and from there it can be traded throughout Europe ...

The cost of building such a nishtyak was 200 million dollars. For a small and greedy Lithuania, it's a little expensive, damn it! But the cunning Lithuanians found a way out by deciding to rent a tanker - gas storage directly from the producer of liquefied gas - Norway. Seems like it would be cheaper...

The Norgs, having found at their side such reference suckers who even have wristwatches, and those with a cuckoo, enthusiastically agreed to provide a tanker on the condition that Lithuania would pump half a billion cubic meters of Norwegian gas into it annually ...

Yes, what is there: they even ordered a special tanker in Korea to celebrate, having paid the very two hundred million for its construction. Lithuania signed a lease agreement for a vessel for ten years. And now, hold on to your chairs, comrades: the cost of rent is 680 million euros ...

But then the tanker can be redeemed ... at the residual value ... Oops ...

In the fall of last year, the ship was driven to the parking lot. Moreover, the insidious Scandinavians did not deny themselves the pleasure of trolling the Litvins, painting the tanker, cynically named "Independence", in the colors Russian flag, which caused a real wave of hysteria among the unfortunate Balts. But, having calculated the cost of repainting, and having slightly cooled their ardor, the Lithuanians thought that the storage would be filled with Norwegian gas by only a quarter, which is clearly unprofitable, and offered the Norgs to increase supplies by neither more nor less, but by one and a half billion cubic meters ...

Freaked out by how fabulously the business of these idiots, the Norgs, regretfully stated that they were not able to deliver more than the agreed volumes ... Not a liter ...

And then the Lithuanians began to look for a replacement around the world. Deliveries were negotiated with Algeria, Nigeria, Trinidad and Tobago, the USA and Azerbaijan. SuperDalia Grybauskaite, depravedly shook the drawings of the terminal in front of the stunned Qatari Emir's nose, persuading him to supply the missing volumes ...

It is known that fools have their own God, and fortunately, for the Litvinians, it was not possible to conclude contracts for gas supplies with anyone, otherwise it is not known how this whole scam would end in general ...

The story turned out to be muddy, like the waters of the Chinese Yellow River, on the one hand, the boys seemed to be going by leaps and bounds to success, but at the same time, something was clearly not dancing ...

And when the Poles got in, a natural hell and Israel began! The Psheks, for a small share, offered the Litvins to sell gas to Ukrainians... Appreciate the humor of the situation! To do this, the smallest thing was needed - to build a gas pipeline from Lithuania through Poland to the Kuevshchina ...

Moreover, cunning Poles offered to buy liquefied gas for sale ... from Russia from a plant under construction in Ust-Luga ... Bingo!

I rolled on the floor laughing...

It especially delivers that, in such situations, it is absolutely impossible to determine who is a sucker, because suckers are everything! The Poles even turned to Brussels for the European Union to finance the construction of the gas pipeline...

In Brussels, quite predictably, they were sent to the place where Poroshenko had already shoved his Nenka ... Then it dawned on the Lithuanians: why the hell, the Poles are actually needed when gas can be driven through existing pipes through Belarus! The Poles were cynically thrown and offered cooperation to the Old Man ... Shchaz!

It should be noted that back in 2011, Old Man was going to take part in the Lithuanian gas scam with the construction of a terminal and the supply of Qatari gas, but changed his mind in time: either he saw what idiots he was dealing with, or Miller suggested something ... In general, neither then, nor now nothing has broken off in Lithuania ...

However, for half a year the Lithuanians felt like gas tycoons and the main competitors of Gazprom in the European market...

What is there! They almost already did away with the hated Miller's office, like the cannibal Ellochka Vanderbildiha, but suddenly one unpleasant detail turned out: nobody needs Norwegian liquefied gas, with Lithuanian horse cheats, about which the magnates were informed, bluntly, by neighboring Poland, Estonia and Latvia ...

No wonder, because the price offered by Lithuania is 200 bucks higher than the totalitarian Gazprom one ... I’ll say more, Lithuania itself doesn’t need such gas, and the naive magnates turned to the benefactors of the Norgs, they say, is it possible not to take half a billion gas a year, but two hundred million like that, Or even less is better? Good Norgs agreed, such as you can not take gas at all, the main thing is to pay for the entire volume ... The principle of "take or pay" is clearly spelled out in the contract ...

In and small but greedy Lithuania, instead of cheap Russian, alone consume expensive Norwegian gas, and even pay for the rent of a tanker ... To spite my grandmother, her whole head was frostbitten along with her ears! However, the rich have their own quirks ... As Matroskin said there: “We have the funds, we don’t have enough mind ...”

Unfortunately, not only Lithuanians lack intelligence...

Mayan Indians believe that people are descended from corn (reached out, damned Khrushchev!) ... If we really consider the botanical concept of human origin, then it is worth noting that not everyone came from corn! The Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe, for example, almost entirely consists of the descendants of the hemp bush, I am not able to explain in any other way the high-quality nonsense that they carry:

Almost forgotten after a series of recent events, and therefore, greatly offended by apiaries, a statement was made the other day ... A strong thing, I tell you, stronger than Goethe's Faust will be! According to the position of the Assembly, Crimea, together with the raider Savchenko, should immediately be given back to the Kuevshchina, troops should be withdrawn from the Donbass, and the persecution of NPO foreign agents should be stopped...

As a result, Russia was officially recognized as Mordor, they refused to renew the voting rights of the Russian delegation, but at the same time they assured that they were committed to an “open and constructive dialogue” ...

That's what these bastards mean by dialogue, can someone clearly explain to me!? Dialogue, by definition, involves verbal communication between two participants ...

How can you communicate if one has a tambourine sealed with tape?

These ... people, they in general, what did they want to achieve with such statements? What answer did they expect? I don’t know, but they received a sacramental:

How are you, dog, filing a petition?

And indeed, the very form of filing a petition raises many questions ... The main question is “why the hell do we need all this?” For now, let's leave it out of the brackets, for a start, let's remember what PACE is in general? This is an inter-parliamentary advisory body that has no right to demand anything from anyone, but can only recommend and advise ...

As we see, God did not give horns to a boisterous cow, which does not prevent this cattle from kicking and mumbling offensively... repetition of the truncation of rights, withdraw from the Council of Europe…

Here is the repeat! What are we waiting for, gentlemen deputies?