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Villageski of the Damnedski
Mar. 22nd, 2006 11:10 amAt the height of the cold war, a Russian General and an American General started talking about their military preparedness.
"In Russia", said the Russian, "We feed our soldiers well. Every man has a minimum of two and a half thousand calories a day!"
"Hell", said the Amreican. "That's nothin'. In the US Army we feed our men three thousands calories a day!"
"Impossible!", cried the Russian. "No man could eat so many potatos!"
Well, since my post the other day I've recieved a positive flurry of emails from Russia offering me girls who want to marry me. They're all to me at work, by name and mention stuff that could only have come of my company website. They've all got different, charmingly illiterate letters of introduction and they're all from different email addresses. If I were a more gullible man, I'd think that I had hit a rich seam of women eager for some hot Davidwallet lovin'.
However, there's something about these girls that leads me to suspect that there might be something else going on here. There's some vague similarity which suggests to me that not all is as it seems. Can you spot what I mean?
This Siberian Sexpot is Malenkaya
This Leningrad Lovely is Irena
Whilst this Muscovite Messalina is Svetlana
Now it strikes me that there are three possible reasons for this uncanny similarity: first, that the Russias are still living in the aftermath of some appalling Stalin-era cloning experiment. Second, that the Russian population is being replaced by aliens in a Midwitch Cuckoos sort of way and this is their attempt to spread their alien tendrils across the Earth.
Thirdly, my favourite theory, is that I've scored with identical triplets. Get in!
It is a common male fantasy to get it on with two or even three identical women, but I have to say that I'm not entirely convinced by this opportunity. The thought of making out with three people whose idea of foreplay is to whisper sweet nothings about the Five-Year Plan and the success of the Beet harvest doesn't fill me with glee - it'd be like some unholy Menage a quatre with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
inskauldrak, jonnyargles and lapinenoire.
Or possiblysnapesbabe, which would at least have its consolations.
So in the light of that, a question:
[Poll #695682]
"In Russia", said the Russian, "We feed our soldiers well. Every man has a minimum of two and a half thousand calories a day!"
"Hell", said the Amreican. "That's nothin'. In the US Army we feed our men three thousands calories a day!"
"Impossible!", cried the Russian. "No man could eat so many potatos!"
Well, since my post the other day I've recieved a positive flurry of emails from Russia offering me girls who want to marry me. They're all to me at work, by name and mention stuff that could only have come of my company website. They've all got different, charmingly illiterate letters of introduction and they're all from different email addresses. If I were a more gullible man, I'd think that I had hit a rich seam of women eager for some hot David
However, there's something about these girls that leads me to suspect that there might be something else going on here. There's some vague similarity which suggests to me that not all is as it seems. Can you spot what I mean?
This Siberian Sexpot is Malenkaya
This Leningrad Lovely is Irena
Whilst this Muscovite Messalina is Svetlana
Now it strikes me that there are three possible reasons for this uncanny similarity: first, that the Russias are still living in the aftermath of some appalling Stalin-era cloning experiment. Second, that the Russian population is being replaced by aliens in a Midwitch Cuckoos sort of way and this is their attempt to spread their alien tendrils across the Earth.
Thirdly, my favourite theory, is that I've scored with identical triplets. Get in!
It is a common male fantasy to get it on with two or even three identical women, but I have to say that I'm not entirely convinced by this opportunity. The thought of making out with three people whose idea of foreplay is to whisper sweet nothings about the Five-Year Plan and the success of the Beet harvest doesn't fill me with glee - it'd be like some unholy Menage a quatre with
inskauldrak, jonnyargles and lapinenoire.Or possibly
snapesbabe, which would at least have its consolations.So in the light of that, a question:
[Poll #695682]
