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Woman says, “Husband, if I can plow no more, would you still love me?”
Man replies, “Do not be silly, babushka, for I do not love you anyways.”
Woman is saddened. Tears in her eyes freeze from cold Siberian weather, blinding her. She trips on glorious Russian sinkhole, breaking neck.
Man walks up and speaks, but she is already dead.
“This is why I no love you, for true Russian woman would get up and continue working towards good of Motherland!”
Woman’s freezing body loses bowels, which enrages husband, who shouts, “Even in death, you disgrace country!”
Husband then uses wife’s remains as fertilizer for glorious turnip farm.
Such is life in Soviet Russia…
Do not like if you cry, for true Soviet will never admit weakness in face of adversity.