"...Russia's greatest love machine..."
Some important life advice: dancing and singing along to Ra Ra Rasputin by Boney M, in the middle of Sainsbury's, makes you look insane. Or rather, it made me look insane. "Just look?" I hear people cry. Well, indeed, but sanity is so boring and predictable...
On the same note, I've somehow ended up informing my parents that, should I pass away unexpectedly, I shall be leaving my flat (or whatever property I buy when I sell that and move on) to a badger. I don't even know how the conversation got there. Dad said that when I get married, I might want to leave it to my husband. I responded by saying that judging by my choices up until now, it will still be preferable to leave any property I own to a badger. He had nothing to say to that.
Personally, I would have given the title of Russia's greatest love machine to that horse of Catherine the Great's, but perhaps it's best not to go there.
On the same note, I've somehow ended up informing my parents that, should I pass away unexpectedly, I shall be leaving my flat (or whatever property I buy when I sell that and move on) to a badger. I don't even know how the conversation got there. Dad said that when I get married, I might want to leave it to my husband. I responded by saying that judging by my choices up until now, it will still be preferable to leave any property I own to a badger. He had nothing to say to that.
Personally, I would have given the title of Russia's greatest love machine to that horse of Catherine the Great's, but perhaps it's best not to go there.