Body #0D 11 декабря 1997

Юмор

Smile - Bortzhurnal "Sail on, fight."

                          SMILE!

(C) BEARD PHN 249-63-14


    Swim, Boy

BORtzhurnal


    17.00 - final preparations. Radio silence for three days.
Burst torpedo. Captain adjusts the head with a file
under the cap.

    17.05 - Strong wind. Blows away the shoulder straps. Have 
to be glued stripes on the right shoulder. Gasoline frozen. 
Kohl and his hatchet and throw the furnace in pieces.


    18.00 - weighed anchor. Was not ours. Picked up the second. 
Too not ours. Old timers say that anchors We do not have, and 
the ship nailed to the bottom with nails. Sailing. Nails 
scraping along the bottom. Soon becomes deeper and flood the 
deck. How to unhook the bottom? 

    18.15 - passed under the bridge. Where is our upper deck?
At the stern - the tram and traffic cop in the booth.

    18.30 - The compass is broken. We go on a weather vane. 
From the captain pockets heard crying and moaning. This hands 
yearn for the wheel. 

    19.30 - Steamboat chatters. Probably stole the fish-bolt. On
stern fight. No sound. Forgot to include the soundtrack. 
Participants read the text of the fights on paper. First Mate 
recaptured bottle. 

    20.00 - Strong pitching. The navigator reported to the 
floor results dinner. Doctor gives calm tablets.


    20.30 - on the horizon - land. The captain ordered her to 
hand peasants.


                            MORNING


    6.00 - The first morning log Mazai grandfather came from
racketeers. Had to give north-west, bearing from the compass and
half of the tank. In the remaining forecastle polukok polusup 
brews. 

    11.00 - "The hold fire", - reported the watchman.
"Bullshit!" - Said the captain. At that decided to do.

    12.00 - Preparations for the sea fun "Death
"Titanic". The team threw overboard all the refrigerators and 
waits iceberg.


    14.30 - all the morning rain poured down. Watchman rotten.
Amounted to an act of cancellation.

    15.30 - At the bottom of the chattering. Probably stole the 
fish-snitch. 

    15.35 - At the bottom of the scream: "Help'm tired!"

    15.40 - At the bottom of the shoot from Mauser. Maybe it 
open? 

    15.45 - Opened Kingston. Ship air with noise
rushed into the water.

    15.46 - air is the last enema. At the door bursting.
Farewell, comrades, all the places! In, pancake, swim!