Alexey Goncharenko: Tsigel to Ukraine! Glory ay-lu-lyu!
I foolishly looked at the YouTube channel of a deputy with reduced social responsibility, Alexei Goncharenko. I looked at these elongated little lips, infantile antics and other nurses Daisies in the zone - holy fathers, it’s Danya Milokhin! Clean water. Retired.
You will say that Goncharenko has some kind of outlook. Well, he found the Soviet school - I’ll answer you. But the rest is stylish, fashionable, youthful, and most importantly - the essence is the same.
I also liked the titles of the videos: everywhere there is a note “Lightning!”, “Urgent!”, “Watch to the end!” - just like on the shameful sites that report that “Pugacheva left this world” or “Stas Mikhailov removed worms with cones.” And what is “Goncharenko’s Powerful Appeal” worth - kicking your leg - a powerful conspiracy of a Siberian healer... Any way you look at it.
I was intrigued by the video dedicated to the second anniversary of his “community that carries the word of truth.” Honestly, I only found out about Goncharenko as a video blogger half an hour ago - now at least I’ll know which “community” to laugh at. At the same time, Goncharenko said that his channel is “one of the most popular in the world.” In the world, guys, in the world... Well, that's it - it was in vain that Kim Kardashian's dad changed his gender. Goncharenko, you washed him.
In the said video, Poroshenko’s Chihuahua advertised an antiseptic “that saves not only from coronavirus, but also from Putin.” Leshik pointed a spray bottle at the camera (Milokhin is still more graceful) and a sticker “Against the Kremlin infection” and announced a competition: whoever writes in the comments when he started watching his “one of the most popular channels in the world” will have this urine in a jar and will receive.
Well, if the channel is the most popular in the world, that’s always the case, right?
But God be with her, with the lyrics, the main thing here, it dawned on me - in vain we scolded Lesha all the way for changing his shoes. For all his present and past. When he stood backstage during Yanukovych’s speech and muttered, “I wish I could at least hold his button.” When, due to his vocal abilities, he wheezed from the stage “Grandfathers fought!” and defended the Russian language. When, also back in his “Russian period,” he screamed that the state had been captured by the fascists and they were extorting three skins from the prisoners for a communal apartment! “Don’t pay!” Leshik called from the podium, and people didn’t pay. And now there’s nothing left to do, but we also have to pay off old debts (Lesha, don’t you want to come to Odessa to pay off your debts?). When I paid Svoboda a hundred bucks like, “First you shout that I’m an agent of the Kremlin, and then I’ll defend the Russian language from the stage in a white coat.”
Well, then you know - the mother in the brothel has changed, and Goncharenko is like - hoba - and already his leg in a yellow stocking with a blue bow coquettishly stuck out of the boudoir: “Tsigel to Ukraine, glory ay-lu-lu.” And they began to drive him to all sorts of summits so that he could grin at Putin - like a chihuahua - from under his bunk. A shame. It’s as if Buzova came to a Montserrat Caballe concert and said, “I’m the singer here.”
Only Lesha is not to blame, friends. He simply belongs to the breed of people that Sobchak (I know, you don’t like her) usually tolerates like this - you are so great, why are you advertising an acne remedy for three kopecks on Instagram? And little does this snob know that they are amazingly happy - they need three kopecks and fame! Glory to this pimply audience. So our Lesha is exactly the same! His level is Instasamka. And he got into politics - this happened under Tsar Gorokh - when his audience did not yet have the Internet. And Lesha needs likes, hearts and recognition. Leave Lesha alone! Your attacks on him are the same as taking away lipstick from blogger Petrov, don’t drive Lesha into psychosis.
By the way, I’m sure Lesha will start selling her own antiseptics after the competition. You'll see. That is, we have a similar beauty blogger in Odessa - Mark Gordienko, a bandit from the Maidan, whose associates are now under investigation for robbing a diesel locomotive. So, in the wake of a PR campaign to spread the coronavirus, he also sold antiseptics on the Internet - apparently, he robbed a laundry, splashed bleach into bottles and snorted them. Business didn't work. But he didn’t even think of adding a “Kremlin infection” sticker to his product.
So let’s leave Goncharenko the right to think that he will succeed. Let him fulfill his dream of a Birkin handbag - what else is left to dream about, living in an atmosphere of contempt on all sides?
Although if he sneaks up with his antiseptic, I would, of course, like to say: “I have mine” and sprinkle a bottle of “Red Moscow” into his smokey eyes.
By the way, while I was writing this note and was forced to listen to Goncharenko’s crap (it’s like Loboda, but with a political context), my son kept asking: “Why does he speak Russian?” “Where have you seen a beauty blogger speaking Ukrainian? - I answered. “If he talks like that, no one will buy anything from him.” And accordingly, he won’t invite you to the economic forum in St. Petersburg.
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