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Fall in love with a Georgian girl, and when Russia invades you join the Georgian army and help them heroically defend Tiblisi against the Russian horde and in the end through some stroke of plot point, you win and learn a valuable story about love, honor, and how humans are all the same and environmentalism.
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Dinner tonight = lamb, beef, pork, and most importantly and tastily, kangaroo.
I take it you mean your cousin's boyfriend and not yours?![]()
And yeah, the kangaroo is already missing a tail, eating it will just make it worse.![]()
Well, they could both be missing tails.![]()
Tailless will raise HELL when he hears you're eating one of his cousins!!!![]()
...Is it like a requirement to remove kangaroo tails in Australia? Maybe like it's response to Sharkfin soup?
Actually surprisingly, the beef burgers tasted better than the kangaroo fillet, although the lamb, mint and rosemary sausages probably topped the lot. It's probably the extra bits (i.e. mint and rosemary) rather than the meat, though.
I'm not wearing any pants.
Or any other clothes for that matter.
I quite like to eat kangaroo, actually. Kangaroo pie in particular is awesome.
Actually surprisingly, the beef burgers tasted better than the kangaroo fillet, although the lamb, mint and rosemary sausages probably topped the lot. It's probably the extra bits (i.e. mint and rosemary) rather than the meat, though.
I'd prefer kangaroo fillet to any type of beef or lamb
Well, it was better than the lamb steak, porterhouse steak and pork medallion, I'll give it that. And with the added healthy heart benefits.
Spoiler :Your new girlfriend hides you from the Russians in a convent, where you are forced to live for years without leaving the grounds, for all traces of the memory of you must be erased from the locals. While the long years pass, you become further enthralled with the Russian Orthodox Church, convert, and begin studying to become a priest. But the instructor is cruel and takes advantage of your vulnerable position to use you as his personal beat-stick. Two years of this warps your mind and leaves you with deep emotional and physical scars. You finally work up the courage to climb over the convent walls and begin to wander around Tiflis, and in the process discover that the Russians have reconquered the country and integrated it into the Federation. Driven by a quest for vengeance against the Orthodox Church, who corrupted your mind and body, and against Russia, who corrupted your new land from what you loved, you join the local communist party. For a while you're nothing special, but you keep their bills paid by robbing local banks and leading small parties to sack the mansions of the wealthy. After years of careful planning and research, your party cell decides it is time to raise revolution. The plan goes down like this: one hundred of you will enter the White House disguised as Georgian tourists; your party chief will begin a diversion with a carefully-timed, careless collision with a guard, with whom he immediately begins a loud and angry argument. As this happens, you all slink off to the bathrooms, where you defecate a small bag with the disassembled pieces of a miniature porcelain handgun. You assemble them. Then, ten minutes after the incident began, it all goes down. You quickly overrun the building's guards, who are caught completely unprepared and cannot tell ordinary civilians from communist agitators. Your party boss falls in the action, and you assume command. Within an hour, the building is completely secured, Putin is forced to abdicate, and the Red Flag flies over the roof. The Soviet Union is re-declared, and the parade floats in Red Square open to reveal SCUD missile launchers and T-90 tanks. Lenin rises from the dead. Since an undead man clearly cannot rule, he serves as your Consigliere. You now proceed to abuse your new-found power, conduct a thorough purging of all levels of the party, and banish capitalists to Siberia by the tens of thousands. The Orthodox Church is severely repressed. To spite that old convent from so long ago, you have it converted into the Georgian Communist Party's official pornography and erotic film theater. Your work having been done, you fire everyone in the entire government, then retire with your girlfriend to a dacha on the banks of the Ob' to farm potatoes and raise rabbits.
Spoiler :An ex-girlfriend of mine from Romania is going to come visit me on Wednesday, for 6 days!That is a rave in itself (since she's just an ex because of the distance, not because of anything else). And we're gonna see a concert, and then I'm gonna have her as a guest in my concert on Friday. I'm looking forward to both events.
However, in the meantime, I also got together with a Turkish girl, who knows the organizer of my concert on Friday - meaning that she's also going to be there. Damn. I'm not sure what to do. It's gonna be pretty hard to find a convincing way of keeping them both separate! But who cares, I love this kind of problems!!Even if it ends bad, I'm gonna have another great story to tell my grandkids.
So after this one's gone, I'm gonna have the Turkish girl all for myself until the end of the month. And at the end of the month, I'm going to visit another ex-girlfriend of mine, when I fly back to Romania, before I go to Bucharest and meet up again with the one that's coming to me on Wednesday. My schedule is full!!
I can't believe that 3 and a half years ago, I had never kissed a girl, I had never had a girlfriend and I was incredibly shy when talking to females. Who says that changing your own self is not possible?
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