Eugen leaned back in his chair, finised his smoke, and lazily took a sheet of paper from the dest, tossing it towards Kirill.
"Fill that in comrade, and we'll talk. If I like what you have to say, welcome to the Revolution. If not, you'll wish you'd kept those weapons loaded..."
Jack Handey Wrote:I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.