There’s no reason I should have to experience the bizarre alone.
Russian Prime Minister Vladimir Putin traded in his Dmitry Medvedev puppet strings for a microphone at a St. Petersburg charity event.
Sorry, I don’t want to hear Putin singing he found his thrill on Blueberry Hill. Gross. He’s creepy.
This story better not bring me the Russian sp@m linkers or I will force them to eat their own putrid cuisine.
No. I would not like a sip of polonium vodka, thank you.