Garry Kasparov, maybe the greatest chess player ever, is not a fan of the Kremlin. Personally, I don't mind them as long as you don't feed them after midnight. Anyway, some of his comrades decided to express their disagreement in the most hilarious way possible.
How about that security? It's like they're not even phased by flying penises. I know I am, it's like some kind of recurring nightmare. And the female reporter at the end who tries not to look, like it's some kind of a train wreck of a penis.