At the news conference held shortly before the fight, he accused his opponent of conspiring with local airport officials to intercept the glove in order to gain an unfair advantage.
A reporter asked if the Russian Boxer had any evidence to support such a serious accusation.
"Sure," said the Boxer. "Everyone knows I fight whole career with only my lucky gloves. Now someone take one glove. For what anyone take only one glove. Only person who could have wanted for that to happen is over there." He pointed to his furious opponent. "He arranged it. I'm sure about it."
The promoters had their hands full as they attempted to prevent the news conference from morphing into an impromptu rumble.
When calm was restored, the Russian was asked whether he intended to enter the ring with the one lucky glove and a new glove, or whether he would take the sensible approach and opt to use a new pair.
The Russian indicated that there was no way he would ever enter the ring without his lucky gloves on.
"If your police cannot find other glove, I don't fight. I don't care," he declared.
"But if you don't fight, you'll lose the title and the promoters will sue you for millions for damages for the loss of revenue," a reporter stated. "Surely you care about that?"
"I don't fight without lucky gloves. He can have title. And if promoter wants to make case, he can make it against him." The Russian's steely gaze never left the reporter as his accusing finger came to rest on its target.
To everyone's surprise, the South African did not rise from his chair. Instead he grinned and moved his head towards the mike in front of him. As he did so his trainer leant over and switched the mike on.
"So you lied to President Putin when you told him on television last week not to worry because you could beat me with one hand tied behind your back?"
The remark provoked a raucous round of laughter from everyone in attendance.
"For others this is only expression," the red-faced Russian replied. "But you, I beat with one hand," he added, almost without thinking.
Sensing an opportunity to do damage limitation, the promoter snatched the mike from the South African before he could reply.
"You just heard it from the horses mouth, Ladies and Gentlemen. Even if we can't locate the missing lucky glove before the Big Fight commences, the fight will proceed." He paused and grinned. "And since it's a sell-out, I'm afraid that all those without tickets will have to watch a delayed television broadcast to find out whether the World Champion will enter the ring with his right hand actually tied behind his back or whether he will, for the first time ever in his distinguished professional career, don a glove which is not one of his two lucky boxing gloves."
To the promoter's great joy the Russian champion's irrational attachment to his lucky gloves caused the customary hype about a World title fight to explode into a veritable media frenzy.
There was one, and only one question on the minds of viewers of most of the world's international news networks. Would the Heavyweight Boxing Champion of the World enter the ring without the missing lucky boxing glove?
The Russian's trainers and minders were none too pleased that years of effort on their part to manage and even squash most rumours that their talented protégé subscribed to an unwavering belief that his gloves were the source of his undefeated record, and that he also believed that if he entered the ring without them, he would surely lose.
He did not seem to attach much significance to the fact that each of his opponents had eventually succumbed to his rapid, well-disguised and devastating left hook
The heavily built World Champion boxer was well over six feet tall. His square jaw and pale blue eyes gave his appearance a menacing, confident air which also assisted to dispel nagging rumours of this potentially career crippling superstition.
But when the champion learned that one of his gloves was missing, it seemed to have a profound effect on him. His usual calm expression fell away like a mask. His eyes, which had once projected confidence, blinked uncontrollably.
But it was only when the Russian surprised everyone at the news conference, including his manager and his delegation of minders, by announcing that he would not proceed with the fight in the absence of his lucky glove, that the gravity of their plight became fully apparent to the Russians.
The media's efforts to service their incredulous audience with as much detail as possible about the boxer's curious superstition served to generate a nearly insatiable appetite for further details.
There were of course some who did not believe this story. Instead, these doubters suspected that the Russian was wary of the undefeated South African heavyweight boxer. Boxing experts seemed to agree that this fight was the first for some time in which the odds of the challenger unseating the champion were only marginally below even.
An alternate conspiracy theory was gaining ground amongst some South Africans. They contended that the superstition regarding the lucky glove and its alleged disappearance was part of a fraud intended to distract the South African boxer and his team from the real threat posed by the Russian.
A breaking story from Moscow on the day before the big fight put paid to most of the speculation about whether the Russians had deliberately staged the missing glove episode with a view to distract and confuse the South Africans.
A Russian policeman had been sent to the Boxer's Moscow home to check if the boxer had perhaps forgotten to pack the glove when he left. This was done simply to eliminate the possibility, that the glove was somewhere in the champion's home. It was a long shot since the Champion had never previously left home for any contest without packing both his lucky gloves.
By chance, the policeman happened to spot something protruding from a freshly dug up portion of the garden. The boxer's mother guessed that the champion's pet Labrador, sensing that his owner was packing to leave home for a while, must have decided to remove the glove from the from his master's luggage before he finished packing. Perhaps the dog desired a temporary for-keep's-sake to remind him of his owner. No doubt, the dog probably considered the enduring presence of champion's scent from within the lucky glove as the clinching factor in his choice.
The Moscow Police chief's delight at the discovery was short lived. With only twenty hours to go to the start of the fight, there would not be enough time to arrange for a courier to do the necessary. The chief took a chance and tried to contact the Russian President to ask for assistance to
Vladimir Putin, man of action, was just the sort of man required to arrange for an emergency flight to deliver the lucky glove to the Russian champion in Cape Town in time for his fight.
After all, had it not been for all the effort Putin by Vladimir during the crisis in Ukraine, Russia could have lost its warm water port in the Black Sea, which would have been a major crimea.
Vladimir Putin did not disappoint. He decided that he would personally undertake the mission. Even though his luxury longer range presidential airliner was undergoing routine maintenance, he nonetheless sourced a shorter haul jet. Despite that it would have to make two stops en-route to Cape Town, Putin hoped they could just make it in time.
If he opted for an announcement that the lucky glove was en-route it could be just the tonic the Russian required, not to mention that the news might also negatively affect the South African boxer's morale.
On the other hand, if the South African trainers came to suspect that the Russian rescue mission's best case scenario was an arrival in the middle of the fight, they could encourage the South African boxer to risk everything to achieve an early knockout.
As it happened, such was the excitement amongst the first Russians who learned that the lucky glove had been found and that the President was leading a rescue mission to Cape Town to reunite it with its owner, the story leaked and spread like wildfire before the President was ever called upon to make his decision.
The story that Putin was leading taking personal charge of a desperate high altitude attempt to help the Russian Heavyweight Champion retain his crown captured the imagination of a global television audience.
Such was the global interest in the rights to live television coverage of the match by several news networks which would never usually broadcast a boxing match the promoters now stood to make over ten million dollars in unexpected additional revenue. This, and the global newsworthiness of the event caused the planned delayed television broadcast (by thirty minutes) to be switched to a fully live transmission for news and sports networks alike.
If President Putin arrived in time to save the day, this would occur in the full glare of a global television audience. To that end, the international networks also arranged that they would be permitted to share in the pictures the local networks would be transmitting from Cape Town International Airport as the Russian President arrived and alighted a chartered helicopter which had been secured at the last minute to take the Russian President directly from the Airport to the Cape Town Stadium in Green Point.
Later that evening the two boxers emerged from their change rooms to rapturous applause from a capacity crowd. As they headed down the main aisle towards the ring situated in the centre, there was still no news about the progress of the jet airliner carrying President Putin and the lucky glove.
The Russian Champion wore an untypically large, loose robe, with ungainly wide sleeves which draped over the boxer's hands. It was impossible to see the boxer's hands. Most everyone presumed, of course, that the Russian would be wearing his one remaining lucky boxing glove on his left hand.
But the question everyone was asking was whether the Russian intended to commence with the defence of his title by relying only on his left hook and by keeping one hand back until the other glove arrived?
Others speculated that all the fuss about the missing glove was a indeed hoax to distract the South African boxer and his team. They were convinced that the Russian would remove his robe to reveal the two gloves he always wore.
It was not long before the referee gave the signal for the two contenders to join him in the middle for the preliminaries. A hushed silence enveloped the crowd as everyone focused on the Russians who were assisting their fighter to remove his awkward robe. The silence was replaced by gasps and excitable chatter. The Russian was wearing two boxing gloves. It was now obvious that despite the drama and shenanigans of the past week, the Russian was intent on defending his world heavyweight title. This pleased most of the crowd who had, after all, paid a small fortune to see a hard fought title fight.
But the cheers and applause were not sufficient to drown out the boos from a minority of South African fans who felt that the Russians had resorted to underhand psychological tactics in a bid to unsettle his younger, inexperienced challenger.
The applause, the cheers and the boos faded to silence in an instant as the crowd's focus turned to the many giant-sized television screens around the stadium. Each of the world's television networks wanted be the first to show a close up of the gloves the Russian team had concealed under that outrageous robe.
The stunned silence persisted as the television cameras naturally zoomed in on the Russian's main weapon, his notorious left hook. The glove on that hand appeared old and tatty. For several moments everyone was captivated by the sight of the lucky glove which the undefeated Champion had used to sow the uninterrupted trail of carnage which started with this first professional bout.
The cameras instantly switched to the Russian's right hand. The gasps which followed from almost every seat in the packed stadium caused many to experience gooseflesh. The contrast between the condition of the shiny brand new glove and the one they had first seen could not have been starker. The latter glove revealed no signs of any wear at all.
Commentators could now express informed views about the likely tactics Russian intended to employ.
Although most of the South African fans were prepared to accept that the champion's superstition about his lucky gloves was genuine, few believed that this would translate into any meaningful advantage for their contender. After all, it was the Russian's left hand which comprised the most destructive weapon in his armoury and the glove adorning that hand was the same one used to deliver the knockout blow in every one of the Russian's previous encounters.
At the news conference two days ago, the Russian had accepted the South African's challenge to honour his boast that he required only one hand to win. Nobody took the Russian at his word. Pre-fight news conferences featuring boxers were notorious for their testosterone-induced rhetoric.
Still, the circumstances which led to the Russian's change of heart regarding his earlier refusal to proceed with the defence of his title were decidedly peculiar to say the least. It was almost as though the Russian was son intent on rising to the South African's challenge at the news conference that he somehow convinced himself that perhaps he might not require a lucky glove for his right hand if he could find a way to limit the need for the use of his right during the fight.
At last clang of the first bell summoned the two fighters to leave their respective corners of the ring. It was time for them to draw closer to commence battle.
In stark contrast to the drama which preceded it, the first round of the fight failed to live up to its illustrious billing. Instead, both boxers seemed content to rely on ducking, swaying and deft footwork as each man tried to avoid the other's intermittent and less than convincing attempts to land the first punch.
In the Second Round, the South African adopted a more aggressive approach. He managed to direct a series of attacking jabs at the Russian each time he advanced.
In response the Russian switched between holding his ground and retreating in the face of the South African's advances. He also took advantage of his slightly longer reach to keep the South African at bay as he attempted to reply with a few counter-punches of his own.
The second round concluded with appreciative, yet cautious applause as the South African fans sensed that their man had perhaps seized the initiative.
By the middle of the third round it became clear that Russian's present tactics bore no resemblance to those he had so successfully employed in this past. His usual style involved a series of nimble advances during which he would simultaneously pepper his opponent with a set of right handed punches.
Typically this caused his opponents to focus on defending against this onslaught. All that usually remained was for the Russian to wait for the inevitable distracted, unguarded moment which would permit him to pierce his opponent's defences with his left in order to land one well directed and decisive blow to his opponent's head.
By contrast, the Russian's present approach was largely defensive. He seemed content to alternate between standing his ground to participating in a pitched battle in which they would trade a few punches. He would then retreat backward for a time before staging the next pitched battle. Most significantly of all, the Russian was using his main offensive weapon, his left, to keep his opponent at bay with a series of short, sharp punches. The right handed punches were, however, not only few and far between, but they were also poorly directed.
It was almost as if the Russian had decided that the best way to surprise his opponent was to do to a swop which involved the use his left and right hands in reverse rolls, as it were.
If these unfamiliar tactics were expected to keep the South African on the back foot, it did not work for long. Instead, the South African decided to hold his ground, inviting the Russian to employ a more aggressive approach.
As the fight progressed, one of the South African sports commentators asked his on-air guest, a former middle weight boxing champion whether he also thought that the Russian's tactic in this match involved swopping the roles of his left and right hands, and if the expert agreed, did he think that the Russian could succeed with this tactic.
"It certainly seems that way, Bob," the expert agreed. "But for this to work, the Russian needs to have found a way to extract the same extraordinary speed and power from his right punch when he goes in for the kill as he has always been able to do so successfully with his left until now. That left killer punch of his is a rare gift and I can't see him being able to succeed in switching it around."
"Well, if that's the case, I wonder what his plans are because if anything, it seems that the Russian's right handed punches have lost rather than gained power since his last title defence? Do you think that's a fair observation?" the commentator asked.
"There's no doubt about that, Bob."
"Well, then, as our resident expert, perhaps you might care to earn your keep for once by informing your viewers about why you think the World Champ has chosen this new approach, which does not seem to be working, when his tried and tested tactic has worked so well to allow him to defend his title with relative ease?"
"Well, my Dad always used to say that if it isn't broken, don't fix it. So my guess is that if he is trying to fix it, it can only be because something major has gone wrong. And what's more, I believe I know exactly what it is."
"Has to be that missing glove."
"That's my educated guess. I'm no shrink, but I suspect Ulyanov has allowed some silly superstition about his gloves being lucky to mutate into an almost religious belief that his gloves somehow possess some mystical power, without which he is totally unable to perform. "
"Are you suggesting that his plan is to hold the fort, using mainly defensive tactics, in the hope that the other glove can still be delivered to this stadium before the end of the fight by Vladimir Putin?"
"As crazy at that sounds, that's what I think. Ulyanov's defensive tactics are managing to keep him in the contest for now. But as long as Kruger keeps advancing, and continues landing the odd punch which forces Ulyanov onto the back foot, Kruger will end up wining easily on points and he may even end up with winning by landing a surprise knock-out punch of his own. He is certainly capable."
By the end of the sixth round, most of the partisan crowd had also concluded that the Russian's defensive tactics were not a pre-cursor to some counter-offensive or reversal of tactics which the Russian was keeping up his sleeve.
Instead the general consensus was that Ulyanov evidently did not believe that he could win this contest without his lucky glove.
The crowd turned on the Russian and they jeered whenever he retreated. They also tried to encourage their hero to respond aggressively and decisively. Almost to a man, they sensed that the South African had already won on points.
And yet, a nagging concern tormented the expectant local crowd.
If the Russian's other glove were delivered to him with time to spare, the psychological moral boost it would give the Russian was likely to be massive. Worse still, the South African would not easily be able to banish the thought from this mind that if he was unable to prevail while the Russian was suffering with a self-inflicted handicap, he would scarcely be able to deal with the Russian champion wearing both lucky gloves, and in full cry.
It was critical for Kruger to deliver a knock out blow to his opponent within the next round or so. This realisation added a palpable sense of urgency to the crowd's mood as they willed their boxer to rise to the occasion.
Kruger, however, continued on with no visible sign that he understood the need to up the ante. Shortly before the break at the end of round seven it dawned on Kruger's trainer that his fighter had somehow been duped by the Russian's change of tactics.
During the break at the end of round seven, the trainer raised this with Kruger.
"You keep missing chances to go in for the kill. What are you worried about? Do you think he's waiting for you to slip up so he can take you out with his right? Like he used to with his left?"
The South African nodded sheepishly.
"Now you listen to me. Don't worry about his right. He's been trying to buy time by fooling you into thinking that he has some plan to take you out if you make a mistake. It's all nonsense. He has no plan. Now you go out there and make us all proud. You may never get another chance like this one again. Give it everything you've got."
In round eight Kruger finally threw caution to the wind and launched several aggressive advances at the Russian. At one point he had to absorb a series of defensive jabs from the Russian's left. After that salvo of jabs ceased, Kruger followed his trainers advice and moved in. He spotted that the Russian's left hand had dropped to expose a chance to land a perfect blow to the Russian's head. Kruger knew that in doing so, he might be exposing himself to a similar fate, but he chose to ignore the risk and to go for the knock out blow. While his knock out blow was still en route, the South African suddenly dropped to his knees, which buckled in response to a blow to his head from the Russian's right. The Russian had indeed spotted that the South African had dropped his guard and he had struck first.
The South African trainer realised that he had given his fighter the wrong advice.
Although Ulyanov's decision to do a switch of the left and right hand roles was mainly intended to be defensive and to buy time, the Russians had evidently done some work on the switch during in training in the hope that he might bore his opponent into believing that the swop was a primarily defensive tactic. And, as the Russian had hoped, it allowed him to exploit a subsequent defensive lapse and to land an unexpected right hand knock out punch.
The South African remained on his knees and the referee started to count. Much to the delight of the crowd, Kruger managed to rise swiftly and at the count of three. And fortune smiled further on him because the bell signalled the end of round eight.
The South African crowd became hysterical with joy as they sensed that the Russian's surprise tactic, if that is what it was, had failed. They were convinced that he could not possibly survive the increasingly aggressive attacks Kruger was visiting upon him. What's more, the Russian seemed unable to employ his devastating left hook without it being part of his usual co-ordinated attack in which his right was required to play a central part.
Without the missing lucky right glove however, the Russian seemed incapable of employing his right hand in its traditional role with the power and co-ordination to which he was usually accustomed. This forced him to employ his left in the role he always reserved for his right.
The Russian's right, as good as it was on sustained attack, however, lacked the power and speed his left hand always generated. That left hand blow which allowed him to land knock out blow after knock out blow which now secured victory after victory in every title fight.
During round nine the South African advanced with vigour and he landed several telling punches on the Russian as the latter again resorted to defensive counter punches and tactical retreats. It was the South African's turn to land a right hook to the Russian's left temple, and the Russian sank to the floor to rapturous applause from the cheering crowd. The local fans had endured a of a quarter of a century without having a South African as the Heavyweight Champion of the World and they now believed that their long wait was over.
As the Russian lay on the canvass, trying to summon the energy to rise, despite the noise of the exuberant crowd, he thought he heard the sound of a helicopter. It had not sounded as if it was all that far away. If only the referee would stop that incessant counting in order that he could listen more carefully. I must be wrong he, thought, as the referee reached five.
But he opened his eyes to see the flashing beacon light of a helicopter. It was passing only a few feet above the roof of the stadium as it prepared to land somewhere just outside. The noise from the crowd abated for a moment. They were only too aware of the significance of the shipment on board.
The cheering reached near hysteria as they willed their man, and the referee, to put an end to it now.
The Russian drew strength from the crowd's desperation. He rose to his feet as the referee reached the count of nine. This time it was the Russian's turn to be saved by the bell as it brought round nine to a close.
All through round ten the South African continued with his aggressive advances on the exhausted Russian. Kruger managed to land several blows to the Russian's body and one or two to his head. All without a telling reply.
The Russian seemed to be incapable of doing much more than to block and retreat.
As he struggled against the South African, and his own fatigue, Ulyanov drew what strength he could from the knowledge that it would surely not be much longer before his lucky glove arrived. He knew from experience, that once that lucky glove returned to its proper place on his right hand, fortune would once again smile kindly upon his efforts. The coordination which had been so lacking from his left-right combinations would return.
The South African fans continued to implore their man to put an end to it all before the glove arrived. The noise was deafening.
Ulyanov drew strength from something else. He assumed that in the entire South African crowd, he would probably struggle to find one fan who had the slightest slightest belief that approaching glove was indeed lucky in any way at all.
And yet, a new shrillness in the crowd's screams revealed that what they feared was his own belief in that the glove was capable of dispensing luck.
Even his President, Vladimir Putin, probably regarded the Russian champion's superstitious belief as poppycock.
Yet, the Russian President had not only arranged for the lucky glove's emergency charter flight to Cape Town, but he had made it his personal mission to accompany the lucky glove on the flight so that he could deliver it to the Russian champion in person.
This would only have occurred if someone in the know had managed to persuade Vladimir Putin of Ulyanov's unwavering belief that the glory the Russian boxer had brought to Mother Russia during his continued unbeaten reign as the heavyweight champion of the world would never have occurred without the continued good fortune which his lucky glove had dispensed.
And now, thousands of South African boxing fans, despite being certain that the glove itself was not lucky, were united in their shared fear that the glove's arrival would nonetheless signal an end to Kruger's bid to become World Heavyweight Champion.
Although the helicopter managed to land outside the stadium easily enough, Ulyanov estimated that it would still take time for the lucky glove to reach him in time or at all. The Russian barely survived round number ten.
During round eleven the crowd's pitch suddenly became shriller and the sense of hysteria became almost all consuming.
At first Ulyanov managed to resist the temptation to direct a fleeting glance at one of the stadium's giant television screens. But his resistance did not last.
In a moment of madness combined with an expectation that relief was imminent, the Russian glanced up at one of the big screens. The source of all the noise and consternation was clear. Vladimir Putin himself was running down the main aisle at high speed heading towards the ring. A camera zoomed in closer to reveal a forlorn looking boxing glove in the president's hand.
The Russian President, who prided himself on his condition and his fitness, was attending to the delivery himself. The fact that the Russian people would once again bear witness to another successful coup by Vladimir Putin, and that it would be seen by a large global audience, naturally never featured in Putin's decision at all.
The South African used the Russian's momentary distraction to his full advantage, landing another blow to the Russian's head and the latter felt it go dark.
Ulyanov fell against backwards against the ropes. As he sank to the floor he realised that his foolish error meant that the Russian's president's efforts would end up being in vain. Perhaps his glove was not that lucky after all.
The South Africans were cheering wildly as they concluded that surely now, it was finally over. The Referee began his countdown.
Despite the din, Ulyanov could hear a stern voice speaking to him in Russian.
But for the fact that he had collapsed near the ropes, and as luck would have it, on the very side of the ring where a VIP seat had been reserved for Putin, Ulyanov would never have heard a single word. But he could hear the President words. Already, it seemed that the glove had brought luck with it, and he hadn't even put it on yet.
He opened his eyes and saw Vladimir Putin standing as close to the ring as the promoters would permit. Putin held the lucky glove aloft so that Ulyanov could see it. Vladimir shouted something else in Russian and this brought a wide smile to the Russian's boxer's face.
Ulyanov forced himself to rise and did so just in time to beat the referee's count . The Russian still felt unsteady on his feet but knew that he just had to last for another twenty seconds or so before the bell signalled the end of round eleven.
Both contenders sensed that now was Kruger's last chance to wind.
Despite his wooziness, Ulyanov's experience allowed him to anticipate the move and to side-step the South African's aggressive and desperate lunge forward.
The South African felt compelled to try and salvage some advantage from his having come within seconds of victory after having sent his opponent crashing to the floor moments earlier.
However, the bell signifying the end of round eleven saved the Russian.
The Russian's team removed the new glove from their boxer's right hand. After taking a second to shake Vladimir Putin's outstretched hand, Ulyanov allowed his team to fit the lucky glove to his right hand.
Round Twelve bore little resemble to that which had gone before.
Kruger's movements were visibly slower. It seemed that Kruger had used up most of the strength and energy in his bid to defeat the Russian before the anticipated arrival of lucky glove.
He was now too tired to offer serious resistance to a series of attacking punches coming from the Russian's right glove. The Russian was delighted at the sudden return of his co-ordination and particularly at his right hand's resumption of normal service.
The South African's attempt to fend off the punches from the Russian's right inevitably provided the defensive lapse the Russian's infamous left hook was seeking to exploit. The Russian landed a devastating punch to the South African's head and the latter collapsed like a sack of potatoes. He did not get up again.
Moments later, the Russian Fighter was once again proclaimed as the Heavyweight Champion of the World.
"What did Vladimir Putin say to you that so inspired you to find the strength to get up that one last time in Round 11?" one Journalist asked the Champion.
"The President explained that he had come a long way to bring the glove I required. That was his part, and he had fulfilled it. He then said that now I had to do my part. He shouted that if I found the strength to get up and to win, he was convinced that the Russian government would put up the funds for a full length feature film to immortalize his efforts and mine to save the day, to save my title, to say nothing of defending the honour of the Russian people."
"I noticed that you laughed just before you managed to rise in time to beat the referee's countdown. What was that all about?" the reporter asked.
The Russian fighter grinned before continuing,
"I overheard someone ask the President whether he had perhaps given any thought to a suitable title for such a movie."
"And did President Putin say that he did have a suitable title in mind?" asked the reporter.
"Yes, I heard the President say he had thought of the perfect title for the movie."
:"Well, don't keep us guessing...what title had Vladimir Putin come up with?"
"From Russia with Glove," the boxer replied.
THE END
Siegfried Walther 2014
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