Next month, the Misanthrope is going to visit his older, nicer brother in Kyiv, where he lives with his wife and three sons. I'm looking forward to seeing my nephews and visiting the Ukraine for the first time. It looks like it should be a family-oriented, low-key time.
But wait!
In my mailbox this afternoon, I found a message saying that EIGHT lovely ladies had messages for me! And, just my luck, some of them live in the Ukraine!
Looks like this trip is going to have a totally new dimension.
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See, there's hope for everybody! Good luck over there.
Well done dfactor, well done.
Please don't ever feel constrained here, Circy.
I believe "wuzza, wuzza, wuzza" in Ukrainian translates to English as, "I'm a cool NYC rock musician with two Beagles who can play 'Eruption' note for note, how 'bout a Fresca, hmm, hmm?"
You know Danny, I sent a lot of boys your age to the electric chair. Didn't want to do it. Felt I OWED it to them.
Around here, we just call it "Vodka".
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