We live on a rich farm.
We produce manure.
We haven't been paid for the 3rd year.
The people drink as they used to....
All our wealth is
Wines without handles (?)
And red knowledge (?)
Piles of manure.
Limping cow.
Broken tractor.
The accordion, and the women.
And I...
Yesterday there was a fire.
The last abar(don't know what that is, village structure?) burnt down.
It's time to plant potatoes.
But where will we get them?
To hell with everything in the world.
The wines without handles.
And red knowledge.
The pile of manure.
Along with the cow.
The stupid tractor.
The accordion.
And the women.
And I....u
"Im drunk" should be an active tag. I suspect at least a third of videos and comments posted by you guys is done under the influence of alcohol or drugs, we should at least be honest about it.