Blue Flower

Azovstal!

How come we wind up with a lot of conservative artworks anyway...

Yes, we're still going to pretend the eighties weren't better off buried, apparently. Still laughing ourselves to death, it's very ironic, don't you think. Here's a picture of a thousand words that amount to "touch grass."

A phone number, to report? You mean, like a boomer?

I'm sure that's the best way to prevent a rerun of Weimar