Talk:War Discussion/@comment-24965182-20140522220918/@comment-24972087-20140522222033

(I then bust down the door yelling CYKA as my soldiers march in riding russian bears drunken off of vodka and throwing up borsch and perogi and beets, I then lay my arm on MonsterknightMCA and whisper into his ear...)

Come, we get *hic* drunk and sing soviet anthem, like I did to 17th wife, *hic* she's dead, I killed her, she fed me american burger, and I asked for beets *hic*... no regrets, you agree da?