Frontline.

Frontline.

🔞A career is a capricious and unpredictable thing.

These orcs, in their teenage dreams, saw themselves as burglars, rapists, deputies, salt stashers, pimps, and ministers.

But not one of them, even in their wildest dreams, imagined becoming May shashlik.

But they all did.

(Thanks to Putin and his hallucinations)

Of course, the quality of the roasting is nothing to write home about. The grilling, frankly speaking, rates about a D. And all because the generals do not supply the Russian assault troops with onions in sufficient quantity.

However, the smell of shashlik is crawling along the entire “line.”

The surviving orcs count, grieve, but swallow their saliva.

At the front, everything is as traditional as ever. Obeying Putin's glitches, dreams of “millions,” and guns at their backs, these creeps climb forward and die by the thousands for no purpose and no result whatsoever.

Nevzorov

@nevzorovtv

Video is too big

Video is too big