I Think Dante Was On Deadline And Stopped Before He Got To The Circle In Hell Full Of Russian Accordionists
Bonus points for Trololo!
(Thanks to Жерар from Американский Digest for sending that one along)
Dashcam Video? Check. Cyrillic Alphabet? Check. Mind-Blowing Outcome? Of Course!
I’m beginning to wonder if anything ordinary happens in Russia.
The Borderline Cyrillic Blog For Boys, Distilled
Ah, mother Russia. The land of scrambled limbs and dashcams. Folderol and self-immolation. Their coat of arms is a fork in an outlet; their national anthem is a whoopee cushion under a faceplant. God bless them, and keep them. He must have a big collection of them by now; they burn bright but don’t last long.
(Thanks to Gerard at American Digest for sending that one along. He’s moved halfway to Russia to observe them more closely)
We’re Thinking Of Changing Our Name To The Borderline Cyrillic Blog For Boys
Climb into a plastic sphere and get rolled down a ski slope by the low bidder in a country where vodka is one of the four food groups. Brilliant!