Sovok of the Week

The life of a sovok is full of stress and hardship: where to buy the cheapest yet most durable socks, what type of tomato seeds to plant this spring and of course, the question that terrorized the plains of Mother Russia at the end of 80s, will the slave-girl Isaura leave Don Alvaro and yield [...]

[Read more →]

Sovoks are very fond of creative ways to solve simple problems and treating health is not an exception. Even practicality takes a perverted twist when sovok deals with it. I remember as a child, my grandfather, after reading directions on a box of pills and after using his “common sense” came to the conclusion that [...]

[Read more →]

About a year ago I heard about an interesting scam from Comrade Vadim. Apparently it was pretty popular some years ago to slip on a patch of wet floor at a supermarket, claim an injury and sue the unfortunate entrepreneurs. As a good sovok I admired idea, however it was still hard [...]

[Read more →]

It is said: “Laziness has no boundaries” just like river Volga, so it is not incidentally that some home-raised Russian
sovoks posses laziness of truly sagacious proportions. Laziness so great of
a quality that it is only matched by a Joe Doe using a stick to fetch his Cheetos
so that he [...]

[Read more →]

One of the wonderful things about coming to America as a teenager was an opportunity to discover a new world of risqu» literature. The watchful supervision of my parents and incommodious guidance of the Communist Party somehow managed to keep good portion of books from the World Library out of my reach. Besides [...]

[Read more →]

After moving to America many young sovoks experience an inescapable cultural shock when it comes to dating. They look for something they cannot explain. They long for an excitement and adventure. Unfortunately, American dating market cannot offer to Russian male customers that exuberant mix of romance, melodrama and action all rolled in one gorgeous woman. [...]

[Read more →]