Babushka's

The babushka's are always angry. I reckon we should have a drinkin nite where everyone brings a goldcoin (like mufti day) and if we get enough money we could ship some of the surplus old men from south dunedin across to russia. They could take the babushka's out to bingo afternoons at the local pectorbah. Then the babushka's would be happy because they would have boy friends (there are hardly any old men here, sergei says they all died in the war, soviet period or from too much "party time.") and i would be happy because inroads would be made into the problem of over population in south dunedin.