Mr. Antifreeze:

Via NOAA:

When the Arctic dumps its frigid air on us, and I feel like I’m freezing to death, the tale of Valery Malkov crosses my mind. I wish I was half as much as a stud-muffin as this man. Antifreeze must flow through his veins.

I’m glad his wife eventually came around and understood his dire situation. A situation that 99.9% of the population would have perished. “My wife got a bit angry… not for long, though. She wasn’t upset too much. Then she told me what do the papers write about me, that I was drunk – but I was sober.” He might have beeb totally sober that fateful night, but Valery’s figure impresses me to think he doesn’t shy away from an occasional shot of Vodka and a few snacks on the side.

How lovely…His little dandelion floats over mountain meadows. Photoshop, you’re the greatest!

Source: The Siberian Times

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