It was only two strokes so needless to say it kept Stalin..
As a capatalist, that's a big red flag for me.
Then Soviet
...even though they were Stalin
There were a lot of red flags.
Our Tais
When the company would bid on projects and win contracts, his clients would call his office and say, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this mall."
A mir-cat
Putin has announced plans to recapture The whole of Ukraine, Moldova, Belarus, Poland and other Eastern European countries- heβs having a Soviet Reunion.
Tsarzan
..."Rudolph. the Red knows rain, dear!"
Because they hate Capitalism.
But it just fell apart in the end.
Soviet Union
For whenever I feel like a Karpov tea.
They were called ours
Because they were Russian.
(Because Putin is likely to lose his seat for attempting to invade a sovereign nation. Will be more relevant after this happens.)
On Christmas in the Soviet Union, it was a very misty day. Sometimes the mist would be so thick that it was almost like rain. In the town square a couple were having an argument on if this weather would be considered rain or not. To settle the dispute the husband said they should ask the Town Guard, Rudolf. His wife, not thinking Rudolf would be much help asks "Why him? What does he know about rain?"
To which the husband replies "Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear"
It didn't work out. There were red flags everywhere.
They weren't OneRepublic
It is a good thing I'm not Russian.
it was a fowl way to die
They were all excellent at marxmanship
The other smirked and replied, "Czech, mate."
The fish lasts longer in it's tank
There's a lot of red flags you need to watch out for.
Unnecessary Marx and Engels.
A marxman.
They're taking them with a grain assault.
"Greetings, comrade." says the spy, but before he could finish his sentence, the Russian says, "I think you are American spy."
The spy is alarmed, but being a skilled, trained, spy, he says, "That is not true! I am the proudest Soviet there is! I can sing the anthem more beautifully than any other man in the country!"
He then proceeds to sing the Soviet anthem, so melodically and beautifully, that everybody in the bar cheers.
"Very good, very good!" says the politician. "But I still think you are spy."
The man continues to keep his cool.
"I am a historian! I can tell you everything about this glorious country!"
He then spends about two hours recounting the Revolution, the Great Patriotic War, about how superior to the Russia is in terms of technology compared to America and makes a great argument about how communism is beneficial to society.
"Amazing! You are skilled!" says the politician.
The spy smirks.
"But I still think you American spy."
The spy is getting frustrated, but still unfazed.
He replies, "I am good drinker, a true Russian! Let us drink, and see who can come out top!"
The bar turns its attention to the politician and the spy, who are now in a drinking contest.
The bartender serves drink after drink of vodka.
After about an hour of drinking, the politician nearly passes out, unable to hold as much liquor as the spy, to a resounding cheer amongst the bar.
In the midst of the cheering, the Russian politician gets up, smiling, and in a slurred speech, repeats, "You are good, you are good... but I still think you are spy."
The American spy, piss drunk, loses his skill and gives up.
"Okay, you got me. I am an American. But what made you think that way, after all this time?"
The Russian politician replies, "There aren't many black people in Russia."
There were red flags all over the place
They were Stalin.
There were a lot of red flags.
Because they kept Stalin π€ π€ π€
