Yote has class.

I have this in a big way. My spouse is a master chef and I refuse to eat at restaurants which serve foods from her home country because they can’t compete.

Or we pretend to be opening a Koskenkorva bottle in whatever orientation the bolt is in.

My grandfather’s cat used to play goalie. She would guard some area, like a doorway and expect us to tty to toss a ball or something through. She’d then catch it and return the ball to us for more.

I mean, killing someone isn’t going to bring their money back. Putin has his boyars thrown out of windows to send a message, that’s why it’s obvious.