I am blocking You my sweetheart as your limitations to writte a rebuttal are as per above quite obvious for all to see.
Too much nazi banderite shit stowed in your skull cavity . Obviously you did not check the stowage factor before loading it .
Sorry my Dear and byeeeeeeeeeeeee
Added : before parting have decided to cheer U up a little
Having Ukrainian Officers on board we sang together during BBQs after drinking vodka with glasses the song from which I remember only few but meaningfull words .
QUOTE; Yehali Kosaki na donskich ladziah
gvintovki na plechzah , nahaiki v rukah
Rossiia , Rossiia kak tziebia zvatz
kakaia ty krassivaya , ta JOB TVAYU MATZ.
END QUOTE.
I always took my bathroom towel for such occasions as Ukrainians and Russians when they got stoned with vodka they tended to KISS WITH great fury and passion, those whom they liked and who were their good drinking buddies. The towel was always wet after the event
For non Ukr and non Rus speakers i will make an awkward attempt to translate these words.
The Kossacs were sailing on river Don boats
the rifles on their backs ,the battons/whips/cat-o’-nine tails in their hands
Rossiya Rossiya !!! How shall we call You ??
How beautiful You are, but’ll fuck you , fuck your mother , sister and fuck your grandma.
How lovely ??? Is it not my Dear.
Here is something less graphic understood better by non-ginecologists as a fairwell song