Yup, that's a Donkey in the Air Screaming for dear life.
Bunch of drunk Russians get together to celebrate the purchase of their new private beach.
Dmitri: Dudes our beach is the awesomest spot in the tundra.
Vlad: Yeah, this is going to be a cash cow.
Boris: We should totally advertise on those late night infomercials.
Oleg: Cheers (raises vodka bottle) comrades.
Dmitri: Damn that's the juice of life!
Boris: We are geniuses!
Oleg: Imagine all the bikinis and hot asses on the frosty sand!
Vlad: Cheers to us! (raises vodka bottle)
Oleg: We will be kings of the beach.
Dmitri: I got it, let's fly plane with banner to advertise.
Vlad: No, no, fly banner on back of parasailer on back of boat.
Boris: That's it, genius! Cheers! (raises vodka bottle)
Boris: Wait, Wait, the beach has asses right?
Vlad: Oh dude, yeah!
Oleg: Fly an Ass in the air!
Dmitri: Everyone will flock to our beach for asses! (raises vodka bottle)
Vlad: I'll call my cousin with a donkey farm!
Boris: Is ceiling spinning?
Dmitri: Drink again. (raises vodka bottle)
Oleg: Yes book a donkey. (raises vodka bottle)
No way I was going to attempt typing in a Russian accent. Just use your imagination.
The quote "The donkey screamed and children cried" truly made me laugh. I'm sick I know.
The police were complaining that no one "had the brains to call the police." They all just stood around and took pictures. Remember what I said about vodka in their veins? I guess America isn't the only country raising apathetic jack asses.