Seven and 1 / 2 - Features a national ruleza or pure Siberian project (the story of Crazy Siberian Party 1999).

<b>Seven and 1 / 2</b> - Features a national ruleza or pure Siberian project (the story of Crazy Siberian Party 1999).

(C), Alexander Bazhenov / Ze Pagan / PGC / BDA
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         Hayushki, piplZ!

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   What a long time since I did not put off by

          present and did not write any

          'Syndromes' and 'Rulezov'! How do I

          it seems people are already bored;) A

          I did not write because there was no

          suitable temy.Zhizn flowed uniformly
          dimensional and rather boring, until

          ... has not yet occurred on August 21

          1999! It is this Saturday

          and held a grand Tusov
          ka, which bears the title:


          CRAZY SIBERIAN PARTY


          Just want to note that on par
          ty does not imply any

          Competitions on the Spectrum, no

          nominations and no compo, okro
          me drink compo;). Party organizations
          zovyvalos with a single
purpose: to gather active groups and just
People put together and cool to chat, share and gain aforesaid, 
to look to others and show yourself ... But you, my

dear reader, will feel
Siberian unforgettable flavor, reading this
humorous opus ...

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      * Ze PagaN present *
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             Part 1



   Praise God! Agonizing wait is over, all the problems 
associated with travel, resolved satisfactorily. There was a 
long-awaited Saturday, August 21. Bus to Novosibirsk left at 
2.00 nights. About 24.00 We arrived at the bus station 
Kemerovo. We - it's me (that is Ze Pagan); CAV; DaniEl and his 
girlfriend (almost wife) Olga. Time to send the bus, we spent 
on the bench, enjoying views of the sky aimlessly 
shlyayuschihsya homeless dogs and at least aimlessly crawling on

curbs lonely and 'slightly' migrated
men, from time to time published the dreary uterine sounds. In 
a word, and at night the city continued to live a full life, 
instilling in us a deep optimism about near Future ... The most 
attentive've probably noticed that I did not call Cardinal'a. 
Indeed, it was not with us. Per day before he left for 
Novosibirsk on their own, because where he has relatives. We 
agreed to meet at the Kalinin Square in the subway. Max / 
Cyberax / BDA not go able for some, beyond its control

reasons.

   So, the bus came, and we are throwing
a farewell glance at the platform, skorenko delved into it. 
However, planting was still going on, and we were able to 
observe an interesting interlude, which razvarachivalas near 
the bus. 

   But before I go to the description of this entertaining 
spectacle, I want to see in Kemerovo, in addition to "curb the 
residents' there is also not so long ago appeared the category 
of so-called "night nurses" city. This definition comes an 
ever-growing army of unemployed and homeless, briefly homeless. 
What these creatures engaged in science has known for certain:

they carefully "recycle" waste of civilization that had 
accumulated overnight, and recovered, as they say, a decent 
profit. 

   So, near the bus station is located
barbecue, well, and, of course, beer too
trade. Beside all this, there are two ruleza
large iron container for debris from the
which in the daytime sticking ass dogs, and at night - the 
representatives of a superior race. But if the first interest 
solely neperezhevannaya organics, the latter prefer the glass 
bottles, or simply "Cheburashka". And, incidentally, this 
second, even though they are "the dregs of society" (which, 
incidentally, is absolutely not true), it is extremely well 
developed and even painfully sharpened feel as territoriality. 
Some helluva lot of competent, combine it with the notion of 
"private property" or one of its derivatives, which, of course,

far from it. Through the centuries he kept an atavism, coupled 
with our "virtual reality, when a person has to do what he did 
is not peculiar, given a particular social group of subjects a 
powerful impetus to one place, dropping them at a low level of 
development, than their more affluent counterparts ...


   About, so I thought, sitting in an uncomfortable chair and 
looking in the window is not clean. Daniel for ten minutes with 
mixed success trying to attach somewhere his suitcase, which he 
called for some reason, a traveling bag. My question: "Why are 
you out there are you taking, not a cot you? ", he shrugged and 
said laconically: "Is there a way that will, nerd, go a long 
time." 

   Reference: The journey from Novosibirsk to Kemerovo takes 4 
to 5 hours, unless, Of course, as the transport used does not 
sled dogs. 

   Completely satisfied with not so much answer as impressive 
size "bags", I turned his attention to CAV'a, which has already 
started to get me to fuss at her chair, trying to give it the 
shape of the bed. Puffing and panting, CAV pressured handle, 
and simultaneously back to back chair. But whether the 
mechanism was faulty, whether CAV did something wrong.

- What, mate, no luck with the stool? -
sehidnichal me. CAV zyrknul at me from under
sunglasses, which he did not rasstovalsya
even at night, and muttered something
type: "washed-up bus, fucking plague!".
Then he redoubled his efforts and even has mobilized feet 
uperevshis them in vperedistoyaschee chair. I would argue that 
in this case we have yet to repair pay, but not in time. 
Yielding to a superhuman effort CAV'a, backrest fell back, 
slipped all the intermediate positions. Along with her with a 
joyful "cries collapsed and cyberpunk, right on his knees 
sitting back fully aunt who said, roughly the same "happy" 
squeal ... 

   For ten minutes we calmed the angry lady, still so much to 
the same driver and Comptroller. CAV'a together with the chair 
resulted in to its original state, strictly forbade him to 
touch any knobs, keys and buttons. I'm a little distracted, but 
now let's go back to our night-dwellers.


   So, in one of the containers for debris stuck skinny ass the 
fair sex, meet at all apparently, the same "Cheburashka". And 
all nothing, but then I noticed a shadow that slowly slipped 
out of the bushes, stood a little way off, stealthily, went 
straight to the "fish place." The case took interesting turn, 
one might even say, a detective, and miss out on the rapidly 
developing events would be simply unforgivable. Without 
hesitation, I determined that the shadow is nothing like 
competing parties, and, judging by their clothes, Again, the 
fair sex, however, in the twilight years, but none the less. It 
was doubly interesting and fun! Anticipating this, "Mask Show" 
I moved as close as possible to the window, stepping at the 
same time Cyberpunk on one of his favorite places. Guys, 
honestly, I have a power output less than outstanding!

- Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah! Nearest-and-i-n! Where are you nafig,
pestering! - Yelled CAV. Full aunt behind
which has recently gone through a fair shock, fainted, and she 
began loudly hiccup, shivering all the Teles. I like

decent, offered her the remnants of the "Baltic
N ° 9 ", but it all kind expressed contempt for a half-mile. 
Then Daniel came to the rescue and produced a bottle of Borisov 
(by the way, as You can drink this crap ???). These "jeep"

have one bad property - go
through all the natural openings in the same
wrong time! But it is, to the word.
Meanwhile, we have been interested in most of the passengers. 
Of course, in good sense of the word. When they learned

that we are just a programmer and go to the party, then swept 
through the cabin, "the silent hum of admiration." And even one 
of Man, which a couple of times, probably seen on computers

Telecom in the program "From the Screw, contrived
bryaknut something like: "Pentium - it's cool!" Here our nerves 
gave way, and we all three of them rose from their seats to get 
a closer look at this bastard. And even CAV took off his 
glasses. Our faces did not express the positive emotions of the 
family cars pC, so Men wished to remain unrecognized ...


   Shadow over this time has overcome a half
ways and has made it abundantly clear outlines. As I expected, 
it was "Pretty" old lady of sixty. She

quite briskly moving toward
trash tank, helping himself sovrshenno unnecessary stick. (As 
it turned out somewhat later, this stick is absolutely 
necessary for other purposes.) At this time, the first lady, ass

which is still wobble over the tank, zadrygala feet in the air, 
and by taking a valiant effort, emerged outside, holding object 
in his hand, resembling a bottle. Here she saw a dangerous 
rival almost on the approach and impact, hold it

a little more in the trash, could be for
It is very sad. Without losing a second
valuable time, Madame threw the bottle aside, and fumbling for 
the tank by hand, pulled to approximately the same stick. 
Clenching both hands and spreading her legs wider,

She froze in the expectant posture, with a view,
does not bode well konkuretu.

   Another lady stopped at a distance
twice the radius of the terrible
weapons. Struck up a casual dialogue
accompanied by gestures, threats and mutual
insults. I hear it, unfortunately,
could not, because Thick glass is not the bus
let in almost no sound. However, what was discussed guess it 
was not so difficult. Apparently, someone

two of them were hunted, not on its territory. Most likely it 
was the first lady. Gestures gradually became more eloquent and 
impetuous, and rivals are quietly cut back a safe distance. I 
afraid that will not have time to watch the final cut, as 
Planting is almost over. But I wrong! Suddenly, the second 
Madame uttered high guttural screams and rushed to the attack,

waving a baton over an improvised
head. First Madame suddenly sprang briskly to the side and 
smash on Overshot ass attacking side.

I was very surprised by this technique, more precisely, the 
skill with which he was executed. Somewhere I had just seen ... 
Well, of course! Similarly, A. Delon did in the movie "The 
Black Tulip." D-ah-ah, the grandmother was a cheerful youth. She

and myself, I see, I felt a first-class fencer, and her arms 
akimbo, got into a fighting stance, waiting for the victim and 
prooretsya naprygaetsya. Second, rubbing the bruised back, 
decided to change tactics, which is not earned her success. She 
began to describe circles around the opponent and occasionally 
made ferocious attacks on her side. Something seemed familiar 
in its manners ... Ah, yes, I remember! Just so behave pack of 
hyenas, gienovyh dogs, wolves with respect to a stronger 
opponent. All this, coupled podverzhdalo my above reasoning 
about an atavism. 

   Meanwhile, the planting was over, and
driver heated engine. It seems to me
do not have to see the final cut of this mezanstseny. But in 
all likelihood, the nerves have not sustained the first lady, 
and she received a couple of unpleasant "pricks", rushed to the 
attack. To my great surprise, the second Mme briskly turned 
around and took to their heels! Within seconds, both 
disappeared behind the nearest kiosks. Such a shameful flight, 
I from it did not expect it, and come upon me

disappointment.

   Sighing, I was about to turn away from the window, but 
suddenly, I saw, both because of garbage bin was put out 
someone that shaggy hair, looked around, picked up a bag 
stuffed with bottles, forgotten by the first old lady, plunged 
into the dark shadow of thick bush. 

   Without a doubt, this was a team mate!
The whole action was planned infected carefully! From these 
thoughts I again cheered and pushed his elbow was dozing off 
CAV'a, asked him: "So what, you say, applications are added in 
Windows 2000?". CAV stunned looked at me and wagged his finger 
to his temple. That he had view ..?



             Part 2



   Twist about fifteen minutes on the private sector, the bus 
drove on the track and We ran into the night. After another ten 
minutes I was quite bored. Outside, a damn

not to be seen, but pieces of terrain, snatch headlights bus. 
Sleep I do not want, because I pre-vydryhnulsya day. CAV 
blatantly silent, hiding behind his dark glasses, probably 
thought something bad about me or about my aunt behind. Daniel 
with a friend about something about your whispered, obviously 
ignoring my tireless nature. Passengers, in general, all the 
geek-tihushniki some suck. No one sang, no mouth, do not tell 
bawdy jokes, and even (the horror!) did not drink beer! One 
woman Rear pleased. She was in constant tension because with 
both hands supporting the chair on which sat CAV. Yes, she had 
hard times, four and a half hours to perform the role of 
Atlanta. Well also that CAV did not differ curvaceous!

In short, the cabin reigned full suxx, and
it certainly had something to do!
Nearly five hours in an atmosphere of humility and
mutual understanding - this is too much!
Strongly pulled from the package carefully
stockpiled a bottle of Baltika # 09 (for beer
these guys!), I tried to open
it with the help of available tools, namely,
keys to the house. But the bottle was sealed on the conscience, 
and provided a strong resistance to my efforts. Arm was already 
beginning to ache, and I started to get angry. Then I saw

that on the arm of a chair in one CAV'a
place no paralon, and iron bare. Delighted, I quickly added a 
bottle neck to the same spot and began to press on the tube. 
CAV was watching my actions. Soon they heard a long-awaited

hiss, and I said gaily, making a last effort: "Well, Sanya, 
right now popem beer!". He tried to say something, and even 
opened his mouth, but did not. A powerful jet of beer as of 
Guns, hit him right in the Face. Apparently, I had greatly 
stirred when practiced with the keys, and the very beer it was 
not cold. Until I came to themselves and plug the neck of the 
little finger, half of beverage, hissing and bubbling, spread 
over frightened faces CAV'a, lost

on time, not only speech but also, in general,
something. However, the coma lasted at
long. CAV yelled obscenities and good high
jumped in his chair in surprise. Weak women's hands aunt, who 
was sitting behind, not stood sharply increased workload, and 
CAV, Once again, collapsed to her knees ..!


   It was really cool! We all
world pulled out of wet CAV'a from his aunt's knee, and 
ispokaivali scared to death this slice of bacon. CAV, 
vyterevshis dry bus curtain, rose from his place and vowed to 
all, that would deprive me of life all known to him

ways, if I am anything again vytvaryu. "Well, well, too me, 
people's avengers found. - I murmured. - It's not a

Quake cut, first level horseradish will pass! "
Revival reigned since the half-hour, then all
again fell into a stupor. The clock showed
fourth quarter of am. Forty minutes we were supposed to arrive 
in s.Bolotnoe and means to overcome the half-way. Not knowing

what to do, I again began to swirl and
fidget uncomfortably in his chair. However, nothing
worthwhile, as luck would have never occurred,
and, opening his organizer, I furiously began to calculate the 
natural logarithms, setting the calculator numbers such that he 
shamelessly lied and buggy. I'm not a pervert, but I will not 
deny that it amused me. CAV some time watched with interest

for me, and then he showed some
pretty interesting, "chips". A minute later
We were both mocked "narrow-eyed" machine, forgetting the time 
and her aunt back ... 

   Ha! And it is moving out there in the distance, a pile of 
metal flashing ..? Yes, it's Bolotnoe! Yes, I was here twice 
passing years that way a decade ago. Virtually nothing has 
changed, except that the charge built toilet. Very cool station 
that next to the elegant toilet paid modestly

is free, sovdepovskih times and
fully operational. We are in this fast with CAV'om seen. Smoked 
a couple cigarettes and marveled at the steep prices at the 
inn, we again loaded the bus and started off, the residue of 
which passed without any adventure, because while in

this sleepy kingdom, I was overwhelmed and very
nap ...


             part 3



   Razlepiv eyes, I saw through the gray
mist in the morning dealing with something like
on the town, which consists entirely of private houses, and 
intersected by railway. All this tells us that the city will 
soon appear, but ... here what? The weather was naimerzeyshaya!

Lil 'real autumn rain, and most importantly - it was damn cold! 
It felt even in the cabin. I started to feel chilly, wrap up in 
a sports jacket, mood falling rapidly, and I angrily pushed

CAV'a elbow. Vyprositelno he stared at me:
- Hey, CAV? I was oppressed by anxious doubts ... - I began 
from a distance. CAV stared me even more vyprositelno:

- CA-A-A-V, can you hear me? - CAV slipped
nose, and I quietly went on.
- Let's think logically. When we boarded the bus in Kemerovo, 
the thermometer at the station showed the +23 ° C, right?


   CAV twice sniffed.
- And it was at night, CAV, pick up? Day
temperature was around +30 ° C. We were going to
bus (not by plane) for about five hours and drove three hundred 
miles of a penny ... 

   CAV, seems to have caught the essence of my argument, and 
muttered: - Yes, damn it, is the weather does not spoil ...


   I made round eyes and focus moved to cyberpunk.
- What nafig, is the weather, CAV! - Furiously
I whispered, clutching the breast.
- Look out the window! This is also typical of late autumn! 
Rainy season and the monsoon! And on frozen soil is clearly ...


   CAV, trying to get away from me, through clenched teeth:
- Look at the road, crazy!

   We just drove past a large puddle,
where we took mud baths, two large
pig.
- ... means will be tomorrow! - Do not let up
I was making a plaintive face, asked:
- Where are we, CAV, eh?
- You need to be treated, not the party ride! - CAV mumbled and 
pointed to a road sign on which was written by a white the 
blue: "Novosibirsk". - Come on, too poprikalyvatsya not! - I 
smiled. 

   I noticed that my aunt started back
signs of life. I winked CAV'u
and briskly turned to her.
- All, Aunt, get up, come! - I said
tragic voice.
- Where? - Aunt clapped her frightened eyes sleepily.
- Good question! In short, look out the window!
Everything! Alles kaput, compactly la comedy, suxx
and must die, in general, a full paragraph! - I vomited.
- What is the paragraph, it's Novosibirsk! - Since
doubtfully said my aunt, peering anxiously out the window.
- H-o-in-a-c-u-b-u-p-c-k!? - I have dark
demon hovering over it. CAV was choking in a sweater with 
laughter. - What nafig, Novosibirsk! -I went on,

- In Novosibirsk, now 21 August, the height of summer, but 
here, at best, October 21, predlednikovy period! This is not 
Novosibirsk, Murmansk or Morshansk it! 

   Completely oboldevshaya aunt grabbed
the place normally occupied by the heart and
was covered crimson spots. I sat down
back in the chair, and yawned, calmly
said:
- Do not be afraid, mamma, in Murmansk is also a flea market is 
... 

   With these words, we drove into the glorious
city on the Ob River.


             part 4



   Popetlyav little city, drive on
Bazaar. Some may be surprised - why not the bus station. We 
just have long been with Novosibirsk organized charter

Flights to the flea market and vice versa. Kemerovo
Speculators ride theirs flea market for cheap rags ... So, how 
come we Just in time, because then, for example, my ass from a 
long rest on the hard "armchair" took the form of a pancake and 
very dumb! This is our discreet service. Personally

CAV'om we were not going to buy anything,
but Daniel and Olga were going to specifically
dress up. Time to meet with Cardinal'om remained six hours and 
they had to somehow kill him, and certainly not sitting on the 
bus. In short, we decided to split into two groups and to meet 
here well, at ten o'clock. I'm not a fan of loafing

the bazaars, but there was nothing, and we
CAV'om sigh, stepped into the raging crowd
people. To be honest, I did not like
as here they have it organized STE. Y
us, though in smaller size retail space, but somehow I feel 
more comfortable and compact, felt the procedure, in one word. 
Here reigned chaos and mess! I will not engage in describing 
all this, if anyone wants to come and look. The culmination of 
this mayhem was a smelly toilet, standing almost in the middle 
of the bazaar! What, a must!? Around briskly selling our 
unflappable and does not break through the people, breathing 
"Aramaty" ... you know what! But each and easily, from anywhere 
in the bazaar accurately determine the location of the latrine! 
Next, we happen to another interesting point which I would like 
you to tell. It is really important information and it is in 
the future some of you, dear readers, will help avoid 
substantial cash costs! I'm talking about the bazaar fraud ...


   Stamp we CAV'om through the rows and see how
vivacious young girl in a uniform of some buyers offer some 
tickets Lothar. Closer to me comes one of them and says:

- Young man, get a ticket, it is
completely beplatno, and chances to win are quite high.

   I shrugged and took the ticket, it
was the number 5. Here us another taxis
a young woman with a table in
hands and shows the table number
5 and the next picture TV.
- Well, what these things mean? - Asked
I.
- The fact that you won the imported TV! - She smiled a 
dazzling smile. - Really? - I asked incredulously

- The company guarantees! - She said proudly.
- Oh, Telecom nahalyavu! - Glad CAV.
- Remember, CAV, and tell his future CAV'ikam - in our country 
can be free then chiry just jump on my ass! - I murmured.


   Damsel was by no means a miss and go
We start to process the full program, as the last suckers! Got 
a passport on television, began asking personal

data I have, in general, to drive full bullshit. Named one 
address to kototomu, supposedly, I can come and pick up the win.

Then, seeing our complete indecision and
doubts about the person, so casually blurted out that,
if we do not need TV, we are quite
can claim the prize money.
- How much? - Vydyhnul CAV.
- Five thousand. - Answered the girl.

   CAV immediately moved his lips, trying to
in my mind split 5000 on 32 (the cost of a vodka bottle, 
approximately). After two seconds the answer was ready.

- Sanja - he pulled my sleeve - still
eight rubles remains on zakus ...
- No small thing, CAV, think big! - With
pathos, "I said, releasing his hand. - Well
that we take the grandmother?

   CAV very quickly nodded.

   And here, my dear, and she began
is the "chip" on which I want you to insure.

   There is another young girl who leads the old lady in the 
form of ellipses, and says that, well, here's another

contender for the telly, she too was
ticket with the number 5. The first "massovik-Zateynik" makes 
the stress-pensive mine and pretends that hard to think. Then 
we start with CAV'om neatly hang noodles on the ears, that's 
bad luck, sorry, they say, Oshibochka annoying out, happened to 
be two rubles to the same numbers! Think that's it? Fuck 
something! This is only the first part of the scam, which is 
called - to catch Lohan bait! Note that the bait can be done 
either! The main catch and interest Elaeagnus!


   Next, the script at all, roughly the same. This freaking 
"kultorg launches whistle, you should do so: to arrange

auction (I'm his aunt), whose meaning is as follows. At stake 
is worth five pieces, one of the parties declares any amount 
(say, a gold coin) and the other should offer more (say, 
fifteen). Now, for example, I have already Gauvreau worth more 
than fifteen, and she - more than my rates, etc. Sekete? Rates 
the same, we have made, if they were "beaten," we must give 
"the banker" (this girl), they go plus a stake in five pieces. 
"Winner" received and the main pot, and all the money an 
opponent if it peretorguet! Tempting!? Still, if you have a 
grandmother deep. And now imagine that this aunt "decoy" (and

it is! Typically, the role of decoy
take such lohovatyh durochek, apparently in order not to 
frighten the client.), and her "cabbage" stuck everywhere, even 
in shorts! 

   For some reason I so with skill, all painted. Unfortunately 
(or perhaps fortunately), This year I had the sad experience in 
such Here the fraud, although introduction was different, but 
the ending is the same. Low cost blood, poltinnichek + spoiled 
the mood for the day. It's good that time entered!


   In general, when I went on the auction market,
I picked up CAV'a arm and dragged him away.
A little later I told him what it might end and usually ends ...

   So, guys, I'll be glad if someone
helped to preserve their hard-earned ruble!
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             Part 5



   At the appointed hour, we came together and
went to the area to meet with Kalinina
Cardinal'om. The area was quite large and crowded. A few 
minutes later I saw familiar silhouette and sighed with relief.

Now when I presented myself to be, if missed, for example. 
Certainly, no good! Alone in a strange city and absolutely do 
not know the addresses of any of the FLASH'evtsev. Denis 
pritaranil us cool badges that were packaged in plastic, which 
we immediately dressed up and proudly marched into the subway. 
Daniel rightly remarked in his review of CSP'99, we

drew attention to themselves of others. And very cool to see 
how the people with the most stupid kind of looked at the 
badges, which are completely pulled on international (More 
pictures have been glued), but hearing our native speaking 
Russian, stirred with a street and a computer

slang finally hrenel and waste
side, and almost everyone on the forehead was clearly written: 
I'M JACKASS! Inscriptions on Our badges few people have spoken, 
but word of Cardinal could read even a child.

We're going in the subway, sitting in front of Grandma
string bag and staring at the badge Cardy,
moves his toothless mouth. I'm sitting here and you bastard, 
did Grandma shprehaet on Inglish'u. Granny spanked, slapped her 
lips, and then, perhaps, to her undestanding what is written 
there. She fearfully looked at Cardy and autumn

the cross and whispered: "Holy,
holy, holy! ". I smiled at her and said confidentially:
- You, Grandma, do not be afraid! If you have sins
what to let go, no problem!

   Granny completely lost the power of speech and flailing 
Zenkov like an owl. I once suffered: - You're old, do not be 
embarrassed that he did dressed. - I nodded at Cardinal'a. - On 
holiday, he and mantle over there in the package. 

   Granny really tetanus enough, but I was determined to give 
her most memorable impression before the end of his days.

- I look, Grandma, you have quite a pot
stopped cooking. You do not tighten, relax.

   I made a serious face and leaned closer to her and whispered:
- I will tell you a terrible secret, the grandmother. You,
Actually, in the devils believe, as Ali?

   Grandma turned pale and began again to be baptized.
- Yeah, I see you believe! Once you handle something
in less wave your, and that a draft of
around the car. So, frankly, grandmother,
then we arrived here with a secret mission! Received a dispatch 
that in one village haunt of vice your town this evil by the 
thousand. What would I die! - I swear, lifting up his right 
hand. - Here is - again, I whispered, pointing

on Cardinal'a - the largest specialist
to drive out devils, but this ... - Showed
I CAV'a. Anyone with a ferocious face in response to
showed me his fist. - ... Oh, Grandma, too
I tell you a lot! We can not light up, you know? Miss-I-I-I!

   Grandma seems to have completely ceased to think, but I 
decided to finish the job. - Oh, no shit you do not understand! 
That saves you dolt king of heaven! - Angry I growled.

- Okay, sluhay syudy, then our grandchildren will tell. - I 
said yawning. - So be it, whisper you one retseptik,

how to get rid of devils, if prevail.
Century will be grateful! Take an empty quart jar (Why not two? 
Because it is even for me a lot!) bytulku vodka

bottle of beer. Pour back all the vodka and beer.
The main thing - keep the proportions, Grandma! Exactly
half-liter of both. Mix everything and
drink. Approximately half an hour later, the grandmother, the 
appearance of the devils I'll guarantee! 

   Then Daniel started me semaphore that
drive up to our station. Grandma was already deep in the Down 
and needed urgently her to get out of there.

- So, you're my missus, as soon as
see tailed, grab that heavier and
urine of goats: the horns, on the back, on horns, on the back 
..! - And I began to show how need watering, waving his arms.


   The train stopped, doors opened, and
Grandma finally came out of shock, with a scream
rushed out, forgetting their string bags.
- All - I said, heading for the exit. -
devils ran wet ... Well, Your Eminence, arrived or what?

   As it turned out, no, we're minutes so
thirty chalilis by tram. But all
When something comes to an end, and here we are
before the end point of our trip -
- At the door of the apartment Mystery.



             Part 6



   Tumble crowd and try to be more modest, trying to cause 
positive emotions in the household. We pass a small

room Mystery, which is already crowded, and
seated anywhere, on anybody
and anywhere. Come and get acquainted, of coz, incidentally. 
Delve into the situation, examine, analyze, make inferences 
ssotvetstvuyuschie. Aha! On the table is Amiga, and a powerful 
boy-amizhnik t-shirt with E'96, steers vengeance on her, 
goading Workbench. 

   "A familiar pattern." - I think, remembering the Virtual 
Hackers Software (VHS), familiar to you, dear readers, to my 
"virtual-Amiga syndrome." What else to Amig'e can watch? Of 
course, the demo! But This good-then we are already hard to 
impress, so: look at the floor, eyes, listen to half an ear, we 
think the floor-... Not something I do not there helm ... In 
general, will soon call Fikus and declares that all came 
together, and are just waiting for us. Quickly get together and 
tear the claws to party! While a third hour of the day, and

we are not in one eye!

   Come to a stop near where hanging out an impressive group of 
young people just a burning desire to chat! Quickly

acquainted. Throw cry to the crowd: "Fikus,
where are you?!. "And I hear:" Zdesya!. "Firmly press
each other's hands. Lech was cool and
companionable fellow, in short, was a board
your own! As, however, and all the other guys!
Quickly develop an action plan, determine the location, and a 
marching column moving to storm the nearest shopping pavilion. 

   Floods the world in the stand (more than 20
people, however) and start with a wild type
consider the liquid range on display. Salesgirl staring eyes 
and is in perfect neponyatkah. About twenty

specimens male look on their product and it turns. There is 
something come at a loss, even if not young. To, as the eldest, 
to take initiative in their pagan hands. Hurry

calm excited saleswoman (in order to save it from premature 
menopause). Begin to fold, but who can. After some discussion, 
decided to take five bottles of vodka and a crate of beer. You 
know it's vodka without beer - money the wind! To take a bottle 
zakus three mineral water and a pack of crisps. That's on our 
way, on the Siberian! Oh, and move directly on the party, which 
took place on the shore Ob.


   Describe the party itself, I will not, if you want, then 
come to us in August 2000. themselves all to see. Let me just 
say one thing, honestly, so good I have not had! Once or twice 
ran for the mash, bathed in the Obi does communicate! Toward 
evening there was a sense that we are all familiar davnymdavno. 
This feeling does not leave me now and I am very grateful to 
the team and FLASH other party members for two unforgettable 
days, held in Novosibirsk!    The next day we all hung out 
already not on the river, and in the geographical center of 
Russia. It turned out that the Mystery of entot day - the day 
of birth! He was immediately marked. But time flies and here we

it is time to return ... Cardy lucky
his relatives lives in Novosibirsk, and he stayed stay on.

   Accompanied us to the station all. On the station square, we 
drank a beer, waiting for bus, and had a nice conversation. At 
parting Lech Fikus Raider and made us a nice

surprise in the form of a personal invitation
on board the bus! Started planting, and
we reluctantly climbed into the cabin. Outside, a cheerful 
crowd raged spektrumistov, raising toasts to the Speccy. There 
in the doorway drew Fikus with a bottle of beer, trying to us 
to break through the controller, and who wanted to personally 
say goodbye to us. She did not empty, but I went myself, and we 
embraced at last! Seated, I did Superbad, because was deeply 
touched and full hospitality FLASH'ey ruleznostyu all that is 
happening. 

   The bus moved off, but Daniel pulled me
the arm, pointing at the window. On a dusty
glass of wore a clearly marked, clear to all true fans of 
Spectruma worldwide: SPECCY RULEZ!


   It is a new force has caused a storm of emotions in
my soul, and I could not let a tear! He threw a farewell glance 
at the platform, I quietly whispered: "FOREVER and Amen ...". 
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