Russia isn’t fucking around, folks. They’re dead set on establishing their Nuclear-Powered Illuminati hub on the surface of Europa. The Kremlin has recently unveiled the plan through which they shall engage such plans, covering up their obvious covert operations underneath the guise of a pretty, pretty, pretty beefy new space program.
I know that probably everyone is peeping in on everyone else’s internet dongs when it comes to the government. I get it. At least there is typically the semblance of privacy. Russia ain’t feeling that though, yo! Their internet-filtering law goes into effect today, and it is pretty much geared for impressively rampant surveillance.
Only in reality can such nonsense come true. Although, granted, if you believe in the Multiverse then everything is in fact reality. Whatever. A trifling detail.
The Cold War is heating up again! Russia is going full Bond, revealing their intentions of building a permanent base. ‘Cept I don’t really care that its Russia, cause at least someone is planning it. ‘Cept I don’t think they’d tell anyone if they were building something nefarious. Or would they? Plot! Thickens!
Vladimir Putin isn’t fucking around. You can tell that the Lord Emperor of Russian (and tiger kung-fu dominator) takes the USSR’s loss of the Cold War with a particularly chaffed ass. That leads him to dropping little nougats every once in a while about Russian rockitude. Take for example, the microwave zombie gun.
A minute-something Burger King ad from Russia featuring absurd imagery and hip hop. I have a feeling if I understood Russia it would only make a bit more sense. I am in love.
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