22 2 / 2011
my fav “russian” scary story
“You are home to watch Pravda on televisir about degenerate murderer who is on the loose. You look out the window door to beet field, and you notice Man standing in the snow. He look like foto on televisir and he smile at you. You gulp vodka, picking up fone to your right and dialing Local Militia Precinct Commissar. Back out the glass you look, pressing fone to ear. Notice he now closer to you. You drop vodka in shock.
No footprints in snow. It was reflection. You dullard!
Your apartment is bulldozed down to make way for glorious tractor factory.”
haha i love scary stories, so this helps at night when i’m totally worked up, because when you live alone the best thing to do at night is to get a lil un-sober and read creepy ghost stories and shit till the wee hours of the night :) I’m twisted yah.
Also I feel I have to make a quick comment that I do not enjoy the national stereotypes we have had for a long time (thousands of years & obv they change over time). I just enjoyed this because I too drink vodka and sometimes (okay, often) get scared because of myself
