Thursday, February 21, 2008
Yulia my Yulia
You will perhaps excuse, but I am to talk about issue unimportant to Americans today. I will talk of Yulia Tymoshenko.
She is gorgeous sunflower but has made tragic mistake in aligning with West of quail face shooters and fat television watching.
Yulia, I have not always treated you well. You must forgive indiscretions of youth and wipe tear from your eye when considering your heart I have broken.
But time has come for you and I to begin a friendship anew and recover from dalliances of past. Please mend your heart and find it within to forgive.
I know it was terrible for me to leave you in the dark at Makeout Point. I know now that you cried for hours and yelled at picture of me, smashing frame to many pieces. But it is yesterday! Water is well under bridge and to aqueduct now. Perhaps to Georgia after this many years.
I implore you to think straight and twice. Send daughter to join Nashi, she will grow into fine young man like mother.
Labels:
beauty,
hearts of broken kind,
majesty,
problem solving,
putin 2008,
truth,
yulia
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