Демография Русского Мира

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Пока Белоусов и Цивилёва громят нацистов в Курской области, в тылах Русского Мира ставятся всё новые рекорды...

Но сначала програмное заявление Вождя...

"Мы не против прироста исламского населения, мы наоборот рады тому, что происходит сейчас в Российской Федерации. У нас в некоторых наших республиках, преимущественно с исламским населением, очень

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[esterung]

да везде такая хрень,вон у нас в свейке обрезанные пиписьки больше дохтуров специалистов получают и кто пойдёт работать? а из хохляндии бешенцыСемья в Гетеборге получила 61 700 социальных пособий за один месяц

Опубликовано 23 сентября 2024 г.61700 -это 6170 евриков

[234wwww]

I have something to say:

It's better to burn out, then to fade away

[234wwww]

Cucktin had weapons of great power,

Nuclear missiles, in his tower.

His country boasted of their might,

And enemies trembled at the sight.

But Cucktin's weakness could not hide,

The enemies saw, and they did bide.

They waited for the perfect chance,

And when it came, they did advance.

They saw Cucktin's softness and his fear,

And knew that he was not sincere.

They did not take his weapons seriously,

And from that point, they acted deliriously.

Cucktin's power was no longer a threat,

For his enemies knew he'd never let,

His missiles fly, and unleash their might,

He was too weak, to put up a fight.

Oh Cucktin, you had the power to protect,

But your weakness caused a great defect.

Your enemies saw, and they did mock,

For they knew that your bark was worse than your shock.

Now Cucktin's weapons sit still and cold,

A once great power, now growing old.

For he failed to show his strength and might,

And in the end, he lost the fight.

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[esterung]

у тебя одни кастрюли в башке,небось человеченкой охота полакомиться, гурман ты наш