Year: 2016

Well I will wish everyone a Happy Easter, but Orthodox disagrees with the western world and says Easter this year is on, “Sunday, May 1 : Orthodox Easter 2016” and so thus, I follow the eastern Easter nowadays…

Over a month apart this year…

I will be honest, Easter in the west is very commercialized and has been since I was a kid. We use to go to sunrise service, but Easter baskets full of goodies and Easter Bunny is the ruler of the west. I seriously grew up and thought that the Easter Bunny was Jesus and that is messed up…

The Eastern Easter is still very religious and…

Oh, just read this link below…

http://windowstorussia.com/easter-time-2013-at-different-times-and-different-ways-east-or-west.html

Happy Easter and remember to celebrate it again on May 1st, 2016…

WtR

I was watching the village yesterday. I told you about Father Pavel and several churchies coming by. They all brought food and that was wonderful. You can never have enough food and a few times this winter it got pretty thin around the village for foodstuffs. It was just the thoughts and actions of the people coming up and it was the sincerity that was expressed yesterday, that hit home with me…

Then I started to think and read about the elections in America…

We are basically down to according to the media (republican and or democrat,) Commie Saint Bernie, Demon Hellish Hillary, Fascist Hitler Trump and Romeo the Cruz…

Of course there is a few others, but they are so far away from the game that they look like broken puppets going through the motions. The issue is that the republicans are designing a way to put their puppet in, instead of Cruz or Trump and Hillary already has stolen most of the vote, due to cheating rules enacted years ago by the democrats, just for doing what is to be done as you read this. Even if Bernie wins a state, Hillary still gets almost as many delegates when it is all said and done. Why Hillary started out almost winning by simply having so many super delegates… LOL…

And yet, the masses are going crazy and attacking each other as if they are all with the answers. I do not have answers, but I do see manipulation and it is being done by all parties involved. The election system in America is broken, has been broken and was broken from the beginning. This mudslinging goes back to the early days of elections in America and use to be done from the back of a train as they traveled the country and slung mud at their opponents…

I go back far enough in life to remember as a child, standing at the railway station in Kansas City and listening to a politician holler about what he will do and what his opponents will not do. Who it was and what election, who cares! I was there and was thinking that these people around me are either mad or happy and some fights broke out. My dad finally left and took me with him. I remember he mumbled a lot about stupid and idiots…

Yesterday it hit me; I do not see any sincerity in most of the US! People think they are sincere, but they are not. Then it hit me why the Russian system of elections just makes sense. No one is fooled by games and no one has any pretenses that they need someone other than Putin or who Putin might pick out and back. The money spent on elections in Russia is virtually nil and the turmoil is non-existent. Russians are intellects for the most part and really dislike games being played. This is something Americans have no idea about…

Oh there is Soros (governmental – fake – non-governmental) backed opposition, paid to disrupt things, but they are looked at as scum and are few and far between. It was interesting to watch as Soros has done the same thing internally in the US over Trump… LOL… Zippy Do Da!

Ron Paul says:

Anyone looking for serious foreign policy discussion during this campaign will be disappointed. The candidates have made it clear that the struggle against terror is a forever war, the U.S. military can never be big enough, bombing and missiling the Greater Middle East is now the American Way of Life, and the Constitution is indeed a pain and should get the hell out of the way. Whoopee!

Back to the Future: The Unanswered Questions from the Debates
http://bit.ly/1SddeS2

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Time to open your eyes, drink a cup of coffee or tea and do some serious thinking. Stop the party against party thoughts and look at the mess we are in. It is not getting better, just worse and ever election cycle more money is spent and more turmoil is created. We need to find a real candidate for president, not a showy puppet. Even if we have to remove the trash in the White House and delay the elections until we get our act together. That is how it was done in the far past in many parts of the world and we need to grab our tar and feather roots and go to town… Sounds scary huh?

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Now this is real news and we should be amazed at a creature so old. 184-year-old Jonathan the Giant Tortoise was given a scrub for the first time in life…

During the tortoise’s life, eight British monarchs have been crowned and 51 prime ministers have served in the UK…

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Well for a few days we had people in the Tiny Russian Village. They came to four village homes and they tried to do something, but it looks like spring fever got them here to soon. They all got stuck and they all ran home. The village looks like a rutted mess, for everyone was stuck somewhere around the village…

Have a nice day…

WtR

Vova came by and we sat and talked a few minutes, then along came Father Pavel of the monastery and he had two young men from the Big Village school helping him deliver bags of food to us three Tiny Russian Village people. He asked how everything was and after taking some pictures of him, Vova and I. He promised to get a copy to me and they left. Vova and I smiled at each other, for we had bags of fruit, cookies and home made pancakes. Plus some other goodies…

Then I walked Boza and as I walked people started to come up the hill. Church people and they all hunted me down and asked if I was okay and or alright? Boza and I stayed outside until it was all done and everyone took pictures and gave us more food. I hope they went to Vova and Nina at the white house up top. I would feel bad if they did not, but I am sure they did…

I have abundance of oranges, apples cookies. I also got veggy oil to cook with, a huge bag of flour, eggs, salo and more pancakes…

Father Pavel said that this was tradition to bring the remote little villages food at this time of the year. It is well known that we get snowed in and food gets short in supply at this time. I was simply stunned and found myself humbled at the jester and hugs I got from total strangers. many implied they would bring more when they can…

You see, the large villages know that we lose our only walking bridge and that it is hard for us to get supplies. The ones with 4X4 vehicles come out when the roads are just passable and make sure all are okay. It was heart warming and it is what society should do. Not the government, but society should help each other…

I received 3000 to 4000 rubles worth of food and I have to tell you that God has humbled this American and the Russian people have shown me what real people and real friends do for the others. There was no expectations, just sincere wanting to know if all was good and here is food to eat…

Thank God I am in Russia and Thank God for my Sweetie and bringing me here. I feel wanted here and I had my picture taken with a dozen total people…

And I looked so terrible (unshaven and dirty coat) and they could have cared less. They were happy and I am their America, living in a Tiny Russian Village…

WtR

This morning as I walked Boza and we watched the world wake up. A thought crossed my mind. It was again about freedom and the misrepresentation that we have instilled in the term freedom. We toss the word freedom around like we do the words hate, love, liberty, God and thousands of more…

The coffee is hot and perfect this morning and I decided to talk about a subject that is close to my heart. Freedom…

The reason I am thinking about this subject this morning is, “Free Windows 10!”

The reason that comes up again is this; Once again for the eighth time, I have had to hide a Windows Update, Update KB3035583 and Microsoft keeps trying to sneak it by me time and time again. They want to install, “Free Windows 10!”

There is the example of the epitome of western freedom. Having free shoved down my throat, whether I want it or not and that my friend is not free and or freedom…

Western Freedom that we crow about:

“OMG!” You yell at me, “What does that have to do with true freedom and the wonderful life we have in the US?”

Lots and first you have to have freedom and that you do not. Unless you call governmental oversight freedom…

Freedom as I have said many times is in the eye of the beholder. I expect freedom to be left alone and not have things good for or bad for me shoved down my throat. I desire to do what I want when I want and if I do not want Windows 10, then by God, I do not want Windows 10 and that is where the issue should stop…

This issue is a small version of what the US has done to countries such as Libya, Syria, North Korea, Venezuela, Cuba, and a whole bunch more. They did not desire freedom in the USA style, but by God they had freedom and democracy shoved down their throat, whether they wanted it or not. Fact Jack…

Well as an individual, I am having sneaky, underhanded, slight of hand and other things done to try to get me to download and install Windows 10. I do not want it, I tried it and I removed it. That is my right and my freedom to do so, but I do not expect to have to defend my right to remove with a constant effort to undermine my computer. It is my computer and what I do with it is my choice. Not Microsoft’s choice to shove “Free” down my throat…

Just like Libya as an example, was a well run, rich, stable country under Qaddafi, but we Americans allowed and let or government to kill the leader and destroy the country. Libya is a wasteland and ISIS has gone back there as they did to help America destroy Qaddafi. We shoved freedom, democracy and free right down their throats and then ran away after we destroyed the good life they had…

Oh get off your high horse; The life Libya has now is a hundred times worse than what they had and that is in anyone’s book. I swear America needs the same freedom shoved down their throats and I mean it. You would change your tune real quick if someone wiped your life away and left you living in the cesspool leftover and there was nothing you could do to stop them from doing it…

The freedom we crow about is not freedom, not free and not full of liberty. The freedom we have come to think as freedom is the freedom to have goodies and such, at a price that can not be refused, even if that price is “Free!”

Freedom, liberty and justice for all is not free and it does not hang around if you do not fight for it. We like our iPhone, Android phone and internet to the point that these items can be used to control our freedom, or else these items could stop working…

Freedom is not manipulating elections, stirring riots within the minorities and freedom is not being rich and famous…

We fear real freedom:

Seriously, I watched and have watched numerous videos and read articles about how terrible life could be without Capitalism, democracy and Freedom, Liberty and Justice for All. They use scare tactics to make the sheep cower, as they fear losing their internet and the fantastic freedom that iPhone gives them… 😉 They fear the loss of their freedoms…

So yes a simple freedom stealing issue like Windows 10, can get me upset and it should upset you. No fear, just anger and wanting to fight back. For if you allow those major theft of your rights and desires. We all lose…

You can start looking at what we (US) as a country does to other countries. Just like we are trying to do to Russia. Russia does not want USA style democracy, freedom and Liberty, much less the morals of the western society, shoved down their throats and be forced and expected to savior on the flavors of the western dross being handed freely to them…

I do not appreciate what the west is doing and I am a westerner by birth. So I will never let Windows 10 back into my life and will fight daily to keep it from happening. The same goes for having a fake form of democracy, capitalism and freedoms shoved down my throats. You may think the that life is free, it just is a life that is used as a control factor. For you are simply under the control of the ones who want it that way..

So as democracy as we know it is shove down another countries throat and cheer as they die by the millions and hate as we are told to hate, those damn pesky brown people, yellow people, red people and just people in general. Unless they are USA people…

There is more to freedom than social media worshiping and Glen Beck denouncing Trump…

Oh did you know Windows 10 is free?

Just remember, “What goes around comes around!”

WtR

Looks like after the early morning walk, that I will have to try out the snowshoes. It snowed all night and is still snowing like crazy. Soon the snow will be too deep to get around in. The snowshoes will allow me to at least get down the hill and let Boza think has has walked. I may have to carry him though… 😉

Looks like the next two days is the final gasp of Old Man Winter. And it looks like all the snow in the world has just been dumped on us, well except for what Denver in the USA just got. We got more and then some…

Wind is blowing 10 to 15 kilometers an hour and with it is a wall of snow. Boza looked like a white snow dog when we finally got back and I am sure I looked the same. Snow snow go away and come again some other day…

I felt it coming and last night in a flurry of commotion, I threw Boza in the car and him and I fought our way to the Big Village. It was rough and I was not sure I would make it. I had some medicine/test strips to get and knew that I would not have a chance for a week or so. Sammy the Volga is a trooper and she dug us through the drifts and got us there. I bought more food and got to the pharmacy just before they closed. I was almost out of test strips for my sugar meter and needed them. It actually scared me to run out and I was surprised I had overlooked them the last time, earlier in the week… 🙁

I took Boza in case I was to get stuck. He would be better with me than stuck in the house. We at least could keep each other warm…

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Had a rough night and I will make this short today. Maybe later I will write again, but the weather has gotten into my arthritis and made life miserable. So reading a book will be the best thing to do and then try out the snowshoes later. My system is messed up today and that is just part of that roller coaster weather we have here in the winter. Oops, I mean spring, here in Russia. Just can not find spring, for it seems to have run away…

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Time to make breakfast to go with my coffee and then read a great Zombie, end of the world, book I found. Oh man it is perfect and great for a day like today…

WtR

It is a beautiful world that Boza and I live in. No traffic, no smog, no people, no hate and no trash everywhere. It is a world of solitude and to many, that would be a death sentence. It is not a life for all, but it should be a life we all need. It is a world that we can think in, a world that allows breaths of fresh air and a world that I am able to thrive in…

But I am looking for spring and it seems to have gotten lost!

Do you see spring in the pictures above?

Boza and I either…

WtR

I was taking my pills this morning. Those nemeses of life as you get older and frailness walks upon you. At one time I took up to 40 pills once a day and another 20 later in the day. This morning I realized that I have been working slowly but surely to wean myself off pills that are not needed. I looked at 5 pills in my hand and I look at 4 at night. That is 9 pills a day, down from 60+ at the peak…

This is in Russia only, in America I took maybe 80 a day and more at times…

It all started 10 years ago, when I came to Russia. It started with dropping the worse to start, the happy pills as I call them, the antidepressants. These pills were hard to drop and I took it on as a do or die situation. Taking antidepressants is a death sentence and no one better believe different, or you will find out soon enough. They take your soul and they take your mind…

Some will say, “How do you know what needs to be stopped?”

Good question and the answer is, “Research, research and more research!” Find out about what you take, study for a longtime and then make a sound decision about the true benefits of taking such pills!

There are a couple of pills that I will most likely never stop taking. I have experimented with dropping them and I realized that they are essential to my life. Two in particular are the most important; a cardiac aspirin a day and long acting nitro pills, twice a day. These pills are the difference between life and death…

The aspirin thins my blood and the nitro pill regulates my heart on an all day bases…

I take sugar pills for my diabetes and I am down to two a day, sometimes three, if I see issues toward the high side. I am getting close to being able to adjust this dosage again and may be able to drop another level down on sugar pills. Cross my fingers…

I have come a long ways and weaning off the pills is making me feel better everyday. While there may have been a sound reason to take all these pills at one time, life is changing and as a result the pills needed to defend against life have changed…

Doctors are good to have, but I have a lot of experience with doctors and have found that most of the time, they prescribe and it is what they get the most kickback by prescribing to you. They just use what they are told to use many times and since repercussions are far and away, who cares…

One pill in particular that was killing me, was a beta blocker for the heart. This blocker effected how fast my heart beat and even how strong it would beat. It was designed to force you to slow down. It also made me fat, lethargic and weak to boot…

I studied this beta blocker for many years,afraid to stop taking it, but after much research, I stopped and it was hard to do. My body had grown reliant upon having this drug and my body and mind said, “Hey you going to die with out your beta blocker!”

I did not die and I have become much better without it…

Just like years ago, I was told to take Plavix for the rest of my life. Seriously the rest of my life? Then another doctor said to stop taking it! I said, “But…”

So I studied the drug and I thought about it and I made a decision. I stopped taking a drug that was tearing me up inside, a drug that one or two doctors said to take for life and I stopped. I stopped after research and not before and found out that Plavix was really only a short term drug for after heart surgeries and such. The aspirin I was taking the rest of my life was the actual long term medicine that was necessary and Plavix was not a long term drug. It is expensive and drug companies want you to buy it forever and ever and ever…

At least now I can check my blood sugar and not bleed for three days every time… 😉

I have lost at least 30 kilos since living in the village and that is around 66 pounds. If you do not think that makes a difference, then go away, it makes a difference in my quality of life. 10 more kilos and I will be at my fighting weight of 220 pounds. While I am not as strong and bulletproof as I use to be, I feel good and alert most of the time…

Times I still struggle, such as this morning, I woke at 3:30 a.m. and found my blood sugar at 3.2 mmo/l. That scares me and I have to keep hard candies by the bed to compensate if I wake and am disorientated. It was not too bad, so I sat up and ate a candy. I then let the heater blow over me and waited until things started to congeal. Then I walked the dog for a minute, drank a cup of coffee and fried one egg, one slice of bacon, toasted a bun and put it all together with a slice of cheddar cheese…

Now almost three hours later, I feel good, my blood sugar is 6.5 mmo/l and dropping and we had a long walk, I am writing a post and Boza is sleeping after getting a slice of bacon for him also…

But I must eat a small snack at least 5 times a day to keep everything working. The harder I work the lower my sugar goes down and in the same token, if I get sick, my blood sugar goes up and there is nothing I can do about it. I eat mainly proteins and it seems to stabilize me for longer terms of the day (though it does not effect the short term situation very much,) but I have found that potatoes are fine for me now, but bread (except in a small portion) and pastas of any portions are a No No! Thus, a small bun is okay and my body accepts that with no issues…

A lot of why I am writing this is as much my researching as it is for anyone else. If it helps anyone then fine, but it is for me that I write this kind of information. This helps me to assimilate the data and make better decisions. It is my life and I want to live as long as possible. This will only happen if I am informed, not reliant upon a doctor who, as proven to me many times, is not aware of many issues associated with taken certain drugs and the long term effects are certainly not known to them in most cases…

Yes, I have come a long ways and I am still alive because of coming that distance:

1. I came to Russia, with a perfect girl and a person who cares about me…
2. I have found that doctors in Russia in general care about you much more than the western counterparts.
3. Pills have there place, but no one should try to take them for life,unless necessary.
4. Diet is essential to health.
5. Exercise in moderation is important.
6. Research about yourself and what you take and what you do in life.
7. Drink a cup of coffee or tea, walk an hour and get a doggy to walk with you.

Smell the roses, watch the birds, play ball with your dog and most of all love those who care about you with all your heart. For they will heal you and give you hope for the future…

I stopped this post and went outside with Boza, he and I tossed his ball around and Boza was the happiest dog in the world. Life is a ball (myach) and life is that simple…

I have come a long ways…

WtR

This morning at 4:45 a.m., Boza and I went for a walk. It was dark, scary and snowing! I always carry a flashlight at the dark walks and it is a good flashlight, rechargeable and allows me to see a long ways in the dark. I put it to use this morning…

First thing when it is dark, Boza stays near me and for a reason. Things get scary in the dark around here. There are bears and wolves and Boza knows it…

Second thing, we saved a kitty cat this morning. The huge orange cat had found itself against something other than a medium sized Boza. It found itself cornered by a wolf. One big ass wolf and Boza let me know where and how big. Boza started to bark and hugged against me as he growled and barked. He was ready to fight and it is very rare that I see Boza this way…

I turned on the light and within a few seconds heard and found a big orange cat trying to climb a concrete telephone pole and a wolf interested in eating said cat. The wolf was so interested in the cat, that he did not actually see or hear us.  The cat did and ran as fast as I have ever seen a fat cat run. Boza started to growl, his meanest growl, I have ever heard and the wolf then saw us. I could see his eyes glow in the flashlight and he was about 25 to 30 meters away. I immediately roared at him and actually had my sharpened walking stick ready…

Running would not get it done and I became prepared to defend Boza, the cat and I…

Adrenaline was flowing and I was scared to be honest…

The roar had the desired effect, for he knows what humans are and he knows that humans will kill. He would have only survived to as big as he is, if he had not learned this fact. He stepped forward as I yelled at him and then hesitated and stepped back. The cat was behind us hissing up a storm, Boza was barking and growling and stood by my side and I kept the light in his eyes, telling him to get the hell out of here and leave us villagers alone… 😉

Animals are smart and faced with a blinding light and unknown amount of adversaries and being all alone himself, or herself. It slunk away with tail between its legs. I found myself taking a breath and shuddering as Boza turned to look at the kitty. The kitty looked at Boza and as if nothing important happened. Boza barked and kitty hissed and off they went. Kitty got to the nearest pine tree and up kitty went, with Boza on it s tail. Then Boza barking happily and kitty cleaning himself as he set on a tree limb, high above the ground. As I shook from adrenaline overdose and found I was soaked in sweat. Life went back to normal…

For a few minutes…

The wolf was gone, but as we approached the dam of the lake. Out from the iced lake came a rabbit, another big fat creature. Wild eyed and scared. Right behind the rabbit was a fox and withing two seconds I saw several things happen…

1. It was almost light out.
2. Boza had come next to me and was watching.
3. The rabbit went literally between Boza and I.
4. The fox damn near had a heart attack and did a back flip as Boza started to bark and I once again yelled.
5.  The fox became the hunted and not the hunter.

Off went the fox back into the frozen lake and a Boza leaped to the chase and I stood there watching a big fat rabbit, running for the hills and now a cat running after the rabbit. I shook my head and started to yell at Boza to get back to me and Boza heard me on the third yell. He stopped and looked around and decided that he had gone far enough, but the fox never looked back and disappeared on the other side of the lake…

Therefore, there was just one thing left to do. Go look at the wolf tracks and see how big they were. Boza helped me out and stepped in one of its tracks and I have to say, “OMG it was huge!” Boza had tiny little kitty feet in comparison and I know that Mia at Vova’s, has smaller feet than this wolf…

I decided to walk to my bench and sit for fifteen minutes. I had had enough excitement and needed to think…

The snow is about a foot deep in most places and now it was quiet and peaceful, but then to add beauty to the world. George the birdbrain bird of ours sat on the roof of an old barn and sang his heart out. Then a chickadee or two joined him and a few sparrows soon joined. The world became musical and wonderful…

I thought about how fantastic this village is, but with the realization that as with all perfection and beauty, some danger stays in the background and you have to be alert to all around you…

Wolves, foxes, rabbits, kitties and George; Oh My!

WtR

How about a cup of coffee? Even a cup of tea would be perfect, just grab something and stay warm. For it is snowing and snowing and snowing. I look out and the world has gone white, again and now I can not see past our fence and the fence is almost faded away. It reminds me of a book about the end of the world as we know it…

A man who was very set in his ways and patterns, noticed the world was fading. Slowly going away. It became understood to him, that the world was disappearing and that his familiarity in the secluded pattern of his life was the only thing keeping the end at bay. But the end would not be stopped and he sat in his favorite chair at the end, as the world finished fading around him. Just being slowed down by his own abilities of familiarity of his surroundings…

Today feels like that, as the snow has now faded the fence from sight and I can no longer see the weather station in the yard. Therefore, I will have another cup of tea and then cut my hair. For there is not a whole lot I can do outside and I do not feel like writing too much today…

WtR

I drove to the Big Village and picked up some food. It was rough and Sammy the Volga had to be on her best behavior. We ended up sideways in the road a dozen times. But she is a Volga you know and understands Russian roads…

I decided to buy a treat…

I found a new product; Black Angus Burgers and at 79 rubles ($1.16) a box for three of them. I decided to splurge. I normally do not buy food that expensive and try to make the ruble go as far as possible, but when you want a burger, no; I mean really want a burger… 😉

So I decided to buy two less cottage cheeses and buy the burgers. I bought a pack of 10 buns for 19 rubles, the burgers at 79 rubles and I had cheese (267 rubles a kilo) at home. I wanted nothing else on the burgers, but Russian beef, real Russian cheese and the buns made at the local bakery…

I sliced the cheese thin, cooked the burgers well done with the cheese melted on top. I toasted the buns and a little salt and pepper to taste, and I had the best meal I have had in a long time. I made two of the patties into burgers with bread and one left unseasoned, un-cheesed but cooked for Boza. I ate one and a half burgers and Boza ate one and a half burgers…

He has spent the last hour trying to check every pocket, corner and nook and cranny we have, at the outside chance I sneaked a burger and he did not see it. He loved them and is one happy dog. I am just as happy and we both have decided that we will eat this once a month if we can afford it! ????

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Life is easy to make happy, you just have to accept what is and what might be. Then look for the small treat of life and enjoy…

The burger patties cost; .38 cents each + a bun at 3 cents each + 15 cents each for cheese = 56 cents per burger…

See kinda expensive when you are use to eating much cheaper. $1.50 for the meal…

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Milk ran 36 rubles per liter.
Grapefruits ran 79 rubles per kilo.
Navel oranges ran 89 a kilo.
Cottage cheese ran 32 rubles per pack of 200 grams. I buy expensive cottage cheese to be able to freeze the packs.
Bananas ran 49 rubles a kilo.
Salt Pickles ran two liters for 89 rubles.
Eggs ran 5 rubles each.
Vodka for Vova was 189 rubles a half liter. His brand.
Cigarettes for Vova were 40 rubles a pack.
A pack of 20 Gillette disposable razors ran 200 rubles. Ouch that hurt.
Canned corn 340 grams at 39 rubles.
Kilo loaf of black bread for Vova at 17 rubles and a loaf of white at 20 rubles.
Whole chickens at 79 rubles a kilo.
carrots at 9 rubles a kilo.
Potatoes at 9 rubles a kilo.
Cabbage at 5 rubles a kilo.

I could go on, but you get the drift. Try buying that stuff in America for that price? Well maybe the razors?

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Well Boza and I are going for a walk. Boza and I are going nuts at the smell of the burgers and we want more. Good thing we do not have anymore, for we would eat too much. It really was a good treat and now I know that when a burger is desired, I have the option to get the products to make them. This was a very good quality products and the taste was fantastic…

See we are almost civilized at times in Russia and I am here to tell you that Russians are producing any and all products to satisfy the taste buds. Sanctions have been wonderful for Russian productivity…

Thank you Western World…

WtR