Character: Prapor

- Here, guys, our Motherland dictates its indomitable will to the rest of the world community.
- Maybe bahnem?
- Be sure to go! And in no time! The whole world in the dust!.. But... then.

It is our sacred duty to defend the Motherland and to observe the rules of personal hygiene! Otherwise all of us will go through the ass. Therefore, more efficient route to the part we have to take the bus... and head to the part.

- Duty comes, there shall understand.
- At what? I have those, moron, once again I say that I am in the army been. O. And now I nephew accompanied. There he lies, gubastenky, piss, all. You check, check. Look, I have an hour to milking to go. Why are you silent? Shoes my name. Victor Edvardovich, you know?
- Duty comes, there shall understand.

Nature is not a temple, and certainly not a workshop. The nature of the targets and fire, it should lead to defeat.