Originally posted by Arlo
August. Let me see bout that. As long as I don't hafta try that squat-dance. Don't think my knees (or anything else) could survive that.
The squat dance is for clowns... A real Russian goes to a family function, gets sent home in a cab, piss drunk, with a broken rib, and loses his cell phone somewhere along the way. Then the following morning he has to talk to 4 different people to find out how he got the broken rib, who called for the cab, and how he lost his cell phone.
I became a real Russian a month ago... It was all training up till that point.