You Putlims are entertaining -- I give you that much, and no more -- and your chemobrain leader will be dead within the year and Moskva will fall into anarchy, long before there is an end to this New Soviet war of aggression. And the world -- including Xi -- is fully prepared to fill the sloping slopehead Slavic void LOFL. And none of you Putlims will like the end game. So pucker up, buttercup.
Schadenfreude.
Party on.
Tell ‘em how you really feel.
Those next day wake ups can be a bitch.
I always liked my coffee black and bitter on those special mornings.
A Nice cheap cigar can be a godsend.