Some time in the near future ...
Putin dies and goes to hell, but after a while, he is given a day off for good behaviour. So he goes to Moscow, enters a bar, orders a drink, and asks the bartender: “Is Crimea ours?”
“Yes, it is.”
“And the Donbas?”
“Also ours.”
“And Kyiv?”
“We got that too.”
Satisfied, Putin finishes his drink, and asks: “Thanks, how much do I owe you?”
“Five Euros"
“Yes, it is.”
“And the Donbas?”
“Also ours.”
“And Kyiv?”
“We got that too.”
Satisfied, Putin finishes his drink, and asks: “Thanks, how much do I owe you?”
“Five Euros"
