"Fuck you hohols!" I said as I dropped bombs over the Ukrainian capital.
I didn't want to be at war with Ukraine, but I had no choice.
No Russian every denied me opportunities in exchange for propping up black trannies to satisfy some Jewish ESG score.

The year was 2025 and the Hohols had taken trillions of my tax money. Of course, most of this was funneled to Israel.

The Ukrainians had to die. I didn't want to kill them, but they were stealing my tax money and supporting the creation of a second Israel; a Jewkraine, a New Khazaria.
I couldn't believe how so many Hohols lined up like cannon fodder to fight for their Jewish masters. They weren't even fighting for their own sovereignty, but merely to further enrich their Jewish masters, and puppet King Vladimir Jewensky.
As the years passed Jewensky kept saying "I need one more trillion and then we will win".
Just two more weeks! Just two more weeks! And so many people ate it up.
"Here! Take my living standards Jewensky! It's my job to support your wars Jewensky!" So many people screamed.

Russia slowly gained control of its historical land, and Ukraine diminished in size despite the political fact that Ukraine was 'winning'.

Here I was flying overhead killing Hohols with bombs. How did it come to this?
How did the Ukrainians become such leeches to my livelihood that I had no other choice than to kill them with fire.
"Pay for your own war you damn dirty Hohols!" I had pleaded, but they took everyone's tax money without our consent.
If it was private donors giving money to Jewkraine I wouldn't care. Go and kill each other, whatever. Not my problem bro.
But they had to make it my problem, taking my money and importing their refugees into my country. It didn't matter if they were mostly women, unlike the other group of rapefugees who are almost 100% fighting age rapey males. We didn't want these Hohol women. They would leave their boyfriends and husbands behind and immediately start whoring themselves out in their host country, attempting to get with a higher status male. There was no virtue to be had. Just hoes. Hohoels.

I landed my plane outside the capital, Putin bros covering me from anti-air fire.
As I ran to the city centre I actively shot as many Hohols as I could.
"Fuck your war! How do you like dem apples?" I said at all the cunts who had been using MY TAX money to pay for war. The absolute hubris of these Ukrainian people.

When I reached the central command base, I was surrounded. Tanks, and all sorts of military vehicles that I had paid for and troops with equipment I had paid for blocked my path.
"Oh no! It's Putler!" the Hohols shouted, pissing themselves.

Putin arrived riding a bear, topless. His grace and toxic masculinity melted the nervous system of the feminized Ukrainian cannon fodder.
"Thanks Putin!"

I entered into the military command centre, blowing away anyone who got in my way. Eventually I made my way to Jewinsky's office. It was all green screen. He used this safe place to record footage of himself to make it seem like he was on the frontline.
"You'll never get me!" he said as he jumped down a hole with bags of gold.
I gave chase and found myself in an underground tunnel that stretched all the way from New Khazaria to Israel.
There was an awesome jeep chase scene in the underground tunnels, but Jewinsky was too greedy and all the gold caused his jeep to lose control and explode.
"Sorry Goldstein, guess you had too much of the midas touch" I said at the gold covered corpse.
I collected some gold as reparations, and headed back to my home country. My stolen tax money had finally been returned to me.

....

And then I woke up. Oh shit I didn't even pay tax! I wasn't even mad at the Hohols, but oh boy, if I was a taxpayer I would be furious. It is pure leech behaviour to get another population to pay for your own war.
Ukraine was a weak country and I did not respect it.

The End

@RiskDebonair
Irish Writer, Poet & Satirist