Ok Doomer
Whether you’ve got big plans for your Sunday or are just going to relax, America could install a NATO army on your doorstep bringing the world another step closer to nuclear Armageddon.
So could my neighbours cat if he plays his cards right
I mean yes, but probably only if you live in Russia:
The funny thing is: All the really intelligent people in the soviet union, the ones who developed stuff like nuclear bombs and missiles and their decent ships?
They were Ukrainian, which is why they’re suddenly building hunter-killer drones in a cave out of a box of scraps.
Worked with Ukrainian engineers, I would not get on the wrong side of them for any money, Russia can throw as many of its children as it wants at their machine guns, this won’t end the way they think.
During the early '00 flight sim fans were enjoying a Russian game called IL2. The other offerings from Microsoft and Janes just couldn’t compete with the level of detail in the flight models. Turns out, the people working on the game were all trained in aerospace engineering. The guys who went to school to work for the famous Russian aviation firms were making video games instead because it paid better.
Well, aerospace didn’t pay them well, but it definitely paid the oligarchs and shoigu.
It started throwing North Korean children.
Are they more durable than Russian children? I don’t know, let’s find out!
- some Russian officer, probably
Hes not the only asshole and I have many more that are domestic that are much closer.
And if he does, so what? There’s nothing I can do about that so why should I worry?
Calm Down
_ Rema & Selena Gomez (Damien Ceza Hip Hop Edit)
https://damienceza.bandcamp.com/track/calm-down-rema-selena-gomez-damien-ceza-hip-hop-editExcept he is a coward and won’t.
Well, that’s fine, I’m betting he’d have a bad day as well if he tried.
If this is the kind of thought you have in the shower, you might wanna get your pipes checked for lead.
I think it’s more a symptom of anxiety.
Most people are worried about nukes, but thinking about it every day screams anxiety to me.
Is it the 1960s already?
Indeed
