
Moscow goes to look at the battle of Povetkin with Klitschko: in comparison with the battle, everything else is nothing. What is the bomond, what a parade of whales, sharks and pike! - They were not collected by Stalingrad, which Bondarchuk. Who more likes fate - Povetkin Il Klitschko? I'm lost. I feel uneasy. The point is compressed. The question, the embarrassing people tormenting the minds: whether Ukraine will beat us, then what are we Ukraine? Will Sasha beat a hammer - or will the Russian hero make the hammer smell a little ammonia? Reader! The press and iPad, TV and the Internet told you the result, but as long as I do not. About who will win today, I guess the dosel: we are all on the platoon, like Edith, when in the battle of Marseille*. But by the way, who will beat whom - the question is not the main one here: I am not worried about the outcome, but a new institution. Our leader omitted the bar, a warlike playboy. At the top today is a new style, almost a face. Of course, this style is not new - I have been living here for a long time ... Sergey, for example, Ivanov ran into Moscow: plankton made up the majority, all the thiefs around, they do not produce anything, they can’t at all ... Currently, without ranks, he knows how to and a moron, - I would have gone better and the muzzle for us! I would beat us, a harsh guest, so as not to Borze from now on - the whole “Olympic” would probably have to be going to see! In the mayor of elections in Moscow, recently, Moscow in the vast majority of sections preferred: not electoral ones, no, vice versa, but those where vodka, vinaigrette and a country garden. But if our taiga mayor and proud Alexei came together in the ring, for example, with their mass of all! - There would be a turnout above a hundred - both the mob and the fashionable whip - and places would be sold for a lot of thousand! The rapid collapse in Moscow is increasingly more obvious: he called the Professor's pendant a professor. The United States Puff Hall screamed, forgetting shame ... (Professor on Twitter said that it was even flattering.) I was sure the next step is to swear a fool and sort it out only like that, along a fist. It’s time to punish - stern, business! Kadyrov already taught the minister alone. I do not offer a premium recipe from failures: it is time to reduce the civil war in a boxing match. The Nazi and Khach, the Hange and B ... Dy, the tanker and the liberal so that people did not rush to fight, but clapped and screamed. Our world today - the world of cattle, bandits and jesters - is ready to box already, but is not ready to think. Russia, this is your plot. Take it, do not pronounce.
And how the budget is inflated!
Just on the Mundial.
*Edith Piaf, as you know, was in love with boxer Marseille Serdan.