Vladimir Putin and his wife are divorcing! Yes, the man will soon be a free agent!
Well, HOT DAMN!!!*
UH...I MEAN, divorce is never easy, whether you're doing the leaving or being left, what with all the messy emotions and whatnot. And Putin's a sensitive fella, you know...
So, as one who's seen more than her fair share of heartache, I'm more than willing to help him put things in...perspective.
"Why Putin?" you may ask.
Also, he's super romantical...
And I don't think I've mentioned this before, but The Kid's due to fly out to Mother Russia next week for a month-long language immersion course, run by his college. It almost seems like kismet, doesn't it? All I've got to do is use my womanly wiles and my way with words to pen Putin a love note that's sure to capture his attention. On his layover in Moscow, Balthy just has to pop by the Kremlin, slip Vlad the note, and soon he'll be saying:
Yes. Of course. This was our destiny. It always has been.
I can't front, though: I'm a little nervous. I mean, that much awesome in just one dude...well, it's been a while since I've had the chance to play with fire. And yet...
*But seriously folks: whatever you may (legitimately) say about the man, Putin's HAWT.