I Should Be An Eastern Russian

I like being alone in the snow, drink tea all day long, am a manic cynicist, like guns, would be willing to drink more in exchange for a cabin in bumfuck permafrostville, read depressing literature, love tinned fish and rye bread, and the thought of slinging an AKM over my back on a home-made apocalyptic snowmobile to shoot a bear with a papiros hanging out of my mouth makes me smile.

Like the Irish and Scots-Canadian woodsman in me but with less wife beating, more poverty, and no textile mill work.


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