Lalalalallaa *poop* lalalalaa

I would say, you retard, but that would raise the whole issue of who was around to tell the first retard he was a retard??
Ok ok i won't be mean. I'll be realistic instead. WHO THE HELL HAS TIME TO THINK ABOUT CAMERAS WHEN I HAVE TO DO THE IB?!?!?!
ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH...
Now we welcome a brief interuption
Sarah's Left hand: Weeell Kirov, that looks like a pretty nice policy you have there
Sarah's Right hand: Oh you flatter me so Stalie dear. I thought u had a grudge upon my undying intelligence
LH: Well who wouldn't awe a man who could make my sexy policies look even sexier to the masses
RH: Why Sta Sta! you have me all wrong! i'm trying to help people out there *make it a better place for you and for me and the entire Commi Party, you say people are dying but if you care enough about living, make colliective farms a better place for youuu and for meeee*
LH: But...but Micheal Jackson isn't born for another errr 30 years
RH: Tough cookies, I like that song
LH: I thiiink i'm going to have to get one of my deviously secret henchmen to have to kill you for that
RH: HA! You'll never catch me
*as the right hand runs away as fast as he can, evidently not fast enough........*