You subhuman baboon. You literal chinks.
How dare you speak, you yellow mongol monkey. How dare you open your thin lipped, mammi encrusted, vodka smelling mouth?
You are human trash, Pekka Chingis Korhonen kublai . Universally despised, derided and mocked. Your nationality and slit eyes offers no hope to the world that Scandinavia can ever prosper. Crawl back in to the Finnish steppes you came out of, you literal chinamen.
I hope you decide to sail your grandfathers skip to the russian lands and rape some sheep, as is in the mongols nature. It would still be the whitest pussy you ever had. Give Vladamir and Boris a chance for some target practice, your sole use to the world. Finnish obsession with a few shithole territories in the former soviet union is hilarious but sad. Coincidentally its the only worthwhile contribution Finland has made to the medical field. The KARELIA QUESTION sentiment in the average slant eyed Fingol is both an early warning sign of autism in children, and early on set Alzheimer's in adults.
Take your yellow slippery fingers off your keyboard, and never talk about the human species again, you mockery of our supposed shared ancestor.. No amount of snow and swedish semen slabbed on your face every morning will make you white. It's about as delusional of an idea as your daydreams of European heritage.
You Gooks.
You make Estonia look like a beacon of civilisation.
You are the Baltimore of Scandinavia.
Go fertilise the Kuusamo steppes with you and your families corpses, its the best you can hope for in life. For the first time in your life, Fingol, you have a job making food for beings vastly superior to yourself. Russian cattle. Coincidentally, it would be the first time an Finnish "man" provided for a family.
Die, Pekka. No one would miss you. Except for Australian Aboriginals, who now would have no one to make them look good.
