An urgent joke:
A doorbell rings. A man with a huge drum is standing on the doorstep.
– Is this where I need to play at the funeral?
– How can you say that! The person is not dead yet!
– Oh, okay then.
Five minutes later, the doorbell rings again:
– Listen, can I leave my drum here with you for now?
(I don’t translate it to English as usual because it might be understood wrongly without having the proper context and without following what is happening in Russia on the political scene these days)
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