And of course, shortly you will receive the 50 pounds of caviar as promised, as well as the Medal of the Order of Lenin which I’m sure will agreeably decorate your waders for eternity. Without forgetting the check payable in dollars, evidently.
Dear comrades, as is the tradition, I kiss you on the mouth. Yum, yum!
Long-live the proletarian revolution.
Long-live Fly fishing.
(Signed)
Nikita Sergueievitch Kruschev
Dear Nikita (If I may address you by your christian name.)
A big, heartfelt thank you, for your touching gifts.
If you permit me, I insist that if you return to visit us with your little Olga, your delicious, young, blond translator, that she make an effort to adapt to western standards of corporeal hygiene. Since your departure, our collaborator Vilmo continuously complains about the itching between his legs. Clearly you understand how difficult it is to fish dexterously while furiously scratching your balls.
Once more, thank you comrade,
(Signed)
The central committee of le Mouching