Arrr! 'Twas the grandest prisoner trade since the frosty days, matey—like bartering me treasure for a parrot!
2024-08-06
Arrr, matey! The grand swap o' prisoners 'twixt the russet bears and the yankee lads be a right tangled tale, needin' cunning and a steady hand! Mark Mazzetti be spillin' the beans, whilst a map mistakenly claims Crimea fer the bears, though the world be sayin', "Nay, that's ours!" Ha!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round as I regale ye with the tale of a grand prisoner exchange betwixt the fierce bear o' Russia and the land o' the brave, the U.S. Aye, it be the grandest swap since the days o’ yore when pirates traded rum for gold! This here be a game of diplomacy, like chess played on a stormy sea, needing patience as a sailor waitin’ for fair winds and crafty wit like a rogue settin’ a trap for landlubbers.