It came from the depths of a salvage yard, in the middle of nowhere; broken and worn, rusted and forlorn. Like a phoenix from the ashes, it rises once more; bright as a sapphire, yet still lowborn.
Andy:
Ukraina.
Matt Shelfstaxx:
Ukraine.
CornPed:
UKRAINE!
UKRAINE!
UKRAINE!
UKRAINE!
UKRAINE!
UKRAINE!
Seriously UKRAINE!