Vasja Pupkin

Oh holy crap, it’s terrible even to recall that stuff. I had this amazing boy coming, you won’t believe it, coming from cold Russia. Thin, dumb Russky Ivan. I felt terrible pity for him. Hardly understands anything, arms and legs so thin… Cried fucking him, believe me. You know, the Russian poop chute is no different from European or American. Especially when you rip into it with your eyes closed.
