The Chopper Floppers
Lots of vodka.
I was working out in Western Siberia as a ‘hired gun’ (geological-geophysical-drilling) consultant back in the early wee ‘90’s, pretty much right after the wall fell. I was doing time with a Russian oil company trying to de-Sovietize some of their fields and as such, worked with a large number of Russians and expatriates: Canadian, American, British, Irish, etc.
