Land of my People let the Russians go, be happy behind the line, and all warring forgoten somehow, we can exchange wheat and cows.

Love is the odors, but then again words work wonders!

Welcome to American Politics!

Denial will to you no good. You love and adore beautiful human breasts, but not Trans breasts. Nothing is perfect in this world, no right words can alter reality or justify falsifications. We must accept that men are also beautiful and can be amazing hunks, and not comparible to the Hulk!

Gravity is not what makes people fall in love, perhaps magnetism or chemistry, or just having a weird day.

People who crave to use power for its own sake just need a puppy or two, and that can be arranged.

Soap Operas in America just require a hidden camera, and a woopie cussion.

Extremely spicy Tex Mex food to invade Russia for the first time! I believe they are virgins, but not for long!

Instead of pursuing the mysteries of the Universe, I am now interested in how Miss Universe came to be, and what happens next? Miss Multiverse?

A sex cave emergency is planned for later today, sirens will be on full blast, and people are expected to get exhausted from the heat, roam about aimlessly, and demand help, which they will recieve by skilled nobodies.

Why do pidgions fly in formation and eat till they explode? Nobody knows! Yet this Russian Grain Deal has them in a state of frenzied excitement!