Y’know, this is usually the part of the story where butterbars start finding the gift pineapples their press-ganged conscripts left under their cots for them. Wonder why we don’t hear stories about salsafied Banderites more often.
Because in Ukraine we are forbidden from owning guns [ond other weapons], while the ones who are press-ganging people on the streets obviously do have them.
That’s why they are able to purge entire villages. Your only option is to run, or defend yourself with something like a pepper spray…Oh I’m talking about the ones who are already downrange, as opposed to during the village sweeps. Like, my granddad used to tell stories about one of his squaddies fragging a lieutenant because of the draft during his stay in Vietnam
