This is a Russian anecdote that explains hohols nature & why they're still not surrendering:
Three people, a Russian, a Hohol, and a faggot, find themselves on a desert island.
Evening comes and, as usual, the violent aborigines arrive.
The chief of the tribe comes out and says:
- We will take you off the island alive only if you do one of the three things: pay us a thousand bucks, or eat a bag of salt, or if the whole tribe of aborigines will fuck you in the ass.
Russian:
- $1,000? What a pittance! Here you go.
So they take him home in a speedboat.
Faggot:
- Mmm... you got a small tribe baby...
The faggot is being taken home on a wedding cake.
Hohol:
- I'll eat the salt!
They brought him a sack of salt, he eats it, eats a half of the sack, and says:
- I can't take it anymore!!! Bring the tribe to me!!!
When a half of the tribe fucked him, and he could not stand it anymore he shouted:
- Bring the salt again!!!
He eats the salt again, snot, tears and shit are coming out of all his holes, he can't take it anymore and he shouted:
- It's over. I can't take it anymore!!! Ok, fine... Here's your fucking thousand bucks, take it you bastards!!!