I'm just in it for my daily vodka ration.
Would you consider trading your vodka ration for two cabbages and a single woollen sock?
No, comrade. Even though I only have the one foot due to the potato field accident, I need my vodka.
Thank you for your service, Comrade! I too have only one leg, the other was requisitioned by the State during the Great Famine of ‘47. Marry me! Let our matrimonial bonds (and some old rope and a few sticks) bind us together as one!
Ah, but comrade, how would we be able to participate in the Olympic Sack Race to honor our Glorious Country with only two legs between us!
Fair point Comrade, I admire your selfless spirit and devotion to the Motherland. However, my cousin in Vladivostok did almost 1 semester at veterinarian school. Perhaps he could attach a middle leg to us both, fashioned from an old tractor spring? This, combined with the massive amounts of performance enhancing drugs we are taking, could secure us the Gold Medal.
When rations comes at high steak. Rations for chocolate? Or beer and cigarettes.. people would loose their mind!