I think we all here realise that I have serious helmet hair, despite the fact that I never wear helmets

-LIES, the wondrous locks of Isabella are enough to spark revolution among men!

WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS RASPUTIN?

Yes, my darlings one of your favourite segments is back (lets be honest though, anything posted on Rawr Russia is your favourite)!

This time, Rassy has voyaged into a dark and mysterious land, full of fearsome men with beards as far as the eye can see and clothes so daring every war-ink burnt into their skin is visible, and the maidens, ahh the maidens with their fare skin and tangled hair think with dirt and blood, inspire fear among the masses with all but a simple glance. Otherwise known as The Espy, Rasputin had a rather good time getting down and dirty in St. Kilda. Try and spot his misdemeanour's:

Difficulty: about medium.

We'll post details of his up-coming gig with his band The Mystic Charlatans shortly.

He felt his heart pounding fiercely in his chest. How strange that in his dread of death, it pumped all the harder, valiantly keeping him alive.

- J.K. Rowling; Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Where to begin? It has indeed been a long time, comrades, since our last post. We even forgot to mention the anniversary of significant revolutionary events.

The end of an era, gone, finir, concluded, the final chapter written. Although this is somewhat relevant to Isabella and I finishing VCE, I was mainly referencing Harry Potter.

Unless you live in a cupboard under the stairs (ZING!), I assume you will be completely aware that quite recently the (wait for it...) first of a two-part series of the final Harry Potter movie was released.

Deathly Hallows (or DH as it will be henceforth named because I cannot be bothered typing it all out- not that I actually have anything better to do but that is beside the point) was released to an atmosphere of anticipation, excitement and despair. This all sounds horribly corny and clichéd and you could no doubt find a whole heap of this shit on tumblr but I feel so saddened by the near-end of the Harry Potter franchise (which I'd like to add sums up my childhood- and of course millions of others so that I am in no way unique- in a nutshell) that I had to do something to cheer myself up, and this is it:

WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS RASPUTIN: HARRY POTTER EDITION

Enjoy, my friends, as I have done so!

Strength rating: 1 galleon and 15 knuts

Hooray for me because I'm entirely certain no other HP fan has done this. Yay for unique-ness!

I just wanna have lots of great sex with famous people

-Who do you think?

Alas, Where's Rassy is NO MORE! Yes, my friends, he has finally been destroyed, crushed, mutilated and unable to be seen from his various positions, namely on walls at a distance. Instead we here at Rawr Russia bring you:

WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS RASPUTIN?

Which is basically just the same thing, except Rassy journeys and hides to new, more interesting places and there he hides himself by mounting on walls (surprisingly, not women) and such. Enjoy!

Strength rating: 3.72 beards