- Hey, russophobeYou are probably guessing how I realized that you are russophobe?You want me to shove pro-Russian party into your parliament.No. You are not even worthy of kneeling before me and begging for my forgiveness of your worthlessness.You are dreaming of feeling in your history genius of my commanders, poets and of intimacy of my grand Russian culture, so tender and inaccessible for you.You want to lie before on the back and so I would slightly pushed apart the border and annexed part of your country.And you are now most certainly dreaming of being in place of my union state.But. You are not worthy. You are just shitty wanker, tugging on your sovereignty, that only you would ever need.I am not blind. I can see the shy look you're giving me right now. I can see how you are dreaming about me.And my history... Not even history, even the writers that always were in my culture you can only dream of.
