“Arrr, at the draft site in Ukraine, me hearties be waitin’ long to say a tearful farewell, savvy?”
2025-02-07
Arrr, the Ukrainian swabs be gatherin' up lads for the fightin'! Kinfolk be clusterin' at a spot by Kyiv, hopin' for a last glimpse of their hearties before they be set sail to the battlefields. Aye, 'tis a bittersweet sight, like a parrot missin' its perch!
Ahoy, mateys! Gather 'round, for I bring ye tidings from the land of Ukraine, where the authorities be scallywags on a mission! Aye, they be rounding up recruits quicker than a hungry sea serpent snatches up a wayward sailor. Families be huddled in a center on the outskirts of Kyiv, anxiously awaitin’ a glimpse of their kinfolk who be destined for the battlefield.