Good day! Today, the 12th of August, TWENTY, TWENTY FIVE, has seen a MOOOOOOMENTOUS series of changes on both the battlefronts and the geopolitical square, as it is. I must say
>beep
quite straightforwardly, that my sources, which must remain unnamed, to protect their identities of course, have indicated that hoholina is now living on a rather more permanent basis in a house with nearly fifteen males of jeetian nationality.
>ding dong
Quite frankly, it is an astonishing turn of events. My source, who my good friend and colleague, Alexander Grifterforou, has also spoken to, has seen her in multiple fecal-urinal-spermal orgies with these rather animalistic members of the species homo sapiens.
>woof woof woof
All of this appears to have been - and again I must stress that I am NOT there in person, but am receiving this information from a confidential source - triggered by the imminent fall of Pokrovsk. While most /k/opers will simply refute the facts that their very eyes tell them to admit, it would seem that in a most tragic turn of events, that hoholina has been completely, and I believe this is the correct term, but I must say, I do not quite follow on or keep up with the jargon of the younger generations, buckbroken.