Summary of today's Russian war porn gaslighting news:
Apparently, Vladimir 'the impaler' Putin is standing on the frontline with his bloodthirsty hordes, picking out with binoculars the first babies he plans to bayonet and serve up with beluga caviar. The only thing standing in his way is a platoon of fearless/brave/peace loving Ukrainian swimwear models who have vowed to fight him to the death using only some rusty kitchen knives, cardboard cutout rifles and the judo moves they learned from YouTube.
But will Boris the Brave and Biden the Brilliant ride in at the last moment - cavalry-style - to save the democratic, puppy-loving people of - er - that place Foreign Secretary Liz Truss can't remember the name of? We can but pray. For the merciless bloodlust of the Slavic mongrels runs deep, driven by nothing less than a blind and poisoned hatred of everything that is pure and good.
The forces of darkness amass on the border, ready to launch their false flag strike as soon as their satanic prayer ritual ends at 9:35am next Wednesday morning. Deep in the bowels of the Kremlin, devilish cooks are warming their great cauldrons in preparation to receive the flesh of the innocents, and the Ukrainian bikini suicide squad are securing the padlocks on their chastity belts in readiness for Vlad's impalers. The world holds its breath.
Short summary: don't mention the truckers.
Apparently, Vladimir 'the impaler' Putin is standing on the frontline with his bloodthirsty hordes, picking out with binoculars the first babies he plans to bayonet and serve up with beluga caviar. The only thing standing in his way is a platoon of fearless/brave/peace loving Ukrainian swimwear models who have vowed to fight him to the death using only some rusty kitchen knives, cardboard cutout rifles and the judo moves they learned from YouTube.
But will Boris the Brave and Biden the Brilliant ride in at the last moment - cavalry-style - to save the democratic, puppy-loving people of - er - that place Foreign Secretary Liz Truss can't remember the name of? We can but pray. For the merciless bloodlust of the Slavic mongrels runs deep, driven by nothing less than a blind and poisoned hatred of everything that is pure and good.
The forces of darkness amass on the border, ready to launch their false flag strike as soon as their satanic prayer ritual ends at 9:35am next Wednesday morning. Deep in the bowels of the Kremlin, devilish cooks are warming their great cauldrons in preparation to receive the flesh of the innocents, and the Ukrainian bikini suicide squad are securing the padlocks on their chastity belts in readiness for Vlad's impalers. The world holds its breath.
Short summary: don't mention the truckers.