Dear Annalena, happy Birthday to your war Anniversary against Nussland

Dear Annalena! It’s been two years since you declared war on Nussland. You remember? You told the little green world in germany that you wanted to go to the Fontlinie. With the world famous General of Rainbow fried chicken cemetry, also called Backhendlfriedhof, Ricarda Lang. Putin has to turn 360 degrees otherwise the German tanks, Ricarda Lang, will attack Nussland, you bravely explained to the red Soviets. And Putin shook like the earth from Fukushima when he heard Annalena’s threat. And when Russia is defeated, the German tanks will continue driving 100,000 kilometers to Beijing. Time for a little Manöverkritik. I hope the goblins, the Kobolde, in the empty brain understand this too. Therefore very slowly. Germany has become hostage to the mummy of Washington. I mean Mumie, not Mama. Dead men walking Joe Biden no longer knows if he met Emanuel Macron, Francois Mitterand or Marie Antoinette, but he told little Annalena that Germany had to go to war against Nussland. He no longer knows if he is flushing the toilet or pressing the nuclear button, but one thing is certain: Russia must be defeated. And how Germany there? Broken. No more money, no more jobs, no more businesses. The billions are in Kiev, the weapons are in Kiev, the heart is also in Kiev and no longer in Berlin. The cars are in China, the jobs are also Bejing. And in Berlin: The biggest idiots on the planet rule there. You unterstand me. All the best for the second anniversary of the war, happy birthday.