Winning the cold war or bedding a 24-year-old gymnast? Not exactly a tough choice.
Vladimir, my man. A divorce and a 24-year-old gymnast? A 24-year-old gymnast ... my hands tremble as I type.
You know things are easier for you Vladimir. You could get a divorce with a snap of your fingers. Hell, you could have her killed without any questions.
How did you land her? Was it the pecs? I love your pecs. I was always more of a cardio guy, I should have concentrated on my pecs.
I don’t know how we can claim victory in the Cold War when you’re getting the 24-year-old gymnast. Danm.