Translated material
All in the polls
What are you, by golly, like children!
These elections are not about Navalny or not Navalny at the head of Russia, occasionally, citizens, before that the choice is still very far away, and the landscape will change eight times, and Lesha will become a grandfather twice.
These elections are about that people or deer, who can send a shepherd from the Khanty-Mansiysk regional committee of the CPSU in order to grab them and let them into meat as necessary.
If we are people, we need to choose a mayor.
Ourselves.
Based on our considerations about how we want to live here. Then we’ll re -elect it yourself, if you do not like it.
You like Navalny - vote for Navalny!
If Navalny seems to you a fascist, vote for Mitrokhin.
If Navalny seems to you insufficient fascist, vote behind Degtyarev.
If in childhood a pioneer tie was tied to you with such a knot that you still cannot untie it and everything is standing in paralysis, under the salute, vote for Melnikov!
If you are a relative of Levichv, vote for Levichv, make a pleasant person.
If you like Sobyanin ... But we do not consider incredible options, right?
People do not vote for Sobyanin. Not its scale.
For Sobyanin, collectives of serfs - DEZs, factories and factories, military units and police branches, Uzbeks and Tajiks vote at once! Those whom no one is anyway.
And for Sobyanin, those who are just poher, may I prose to the plow of this raspberry for an insufficient literary level. Those who are poher who will not tear the ass from the sofa to fire or drink - here they are the nuclear electorate of Sergey Semenovich, his main hope for September 8th.
In general, so, citizens. I describe the procedure.
We wait for Sunday.
We put your back from the back of the sofa ... We wander, drop it, delay yourself! We lean forward, transfer the center of gravity from dupe on the feet - get up!
We take an umbrella, put on the waterproof on our feet, go out.
We go to the nearest school or what you have there.
We take the ballot and look: is there any Christ, Mahatma Gandhi, Mother Teresa or Churchill, at worst? No? Then we sigh of the imperfection of the world - and put a checkmark opposite the least disgusting surname for you.
With a clear conscience, we return home, climb into the slippers, fall on the sofa, look at a “strong nut”.
Just do not forget to make sure that your voice is not stolen in favor of the shepherd! Bruce Willis will not help here.
So we will fall further until the Yagel ends.
And then to the meat.