attempt at writing - last tour or VIRTUL-but AMIG-LIMITED syndrome.

<b>attempt at writing</b> - last tour or VIRTUL-but AMIG-LIMITED syndrome.

SoundTrack: BY 5EC70R/SERIOUS S.G.4 DEJAVU
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(C) PLAYGEAR COMPANY / BD
Author: Alexander Bazhenov / Ze Pagan
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               Preface



   In all probability this is the last written by me syndrome. 
Why? See the heading "Right now I say." I have already and this 
would not write and spodvigli me this is just a request of some 
of our readers. Although .. Quite possibly the continuation of 
symptoms and depends it is only on the insistence of readers:).




   Was it or was not ... What a difference!
One will say exactly the preconditions have occurred.
In skazanul:)! Time is nearing when one friend, namely S0N'u, 
is about to be hit in 1918 to rejuvenate himself. How tearfully 
declared himself S0N, life is almost over, and all great has 
been done. Apparently he thought hexadecimal. Nevertheless,

Despite this grim summary, we have decided
gather together and celebrate such a momentous event at the 
home of VHS'ov. In this regard, was immediately found and 
pulled out from deep underground ARTIO, who sat

in it for over a year and from oath
I assure all, that is about to give birth to some
breath-taking graphics for the magazine. As
it turned out, he was involved in a horrible perversion. 
Digital music he wrote in his Pentagon! And at the same time 
declared that he was going to use it on some sort of 
get-togethers! What is the most disgusting - he actually used 
it. Well it's not about that. We are Dan!! L'om, as always, 
took the the holding of cultural events -

stocked swill. S0N and LEA reported that
feed everyone until the blade, which I strongly
doubt, recalling his student days. ARTIO long hesitated on the 
phone and nozzles into the phone, but finally said that we cut

it without a knife and he would get into terrible debts, but a 
couple of beers, he promises. Cardinal, a moment's thought, 
said that before he tusovkoy eat well at home. On and decided 
to do ... 

   And the long-awaited day has come! With utretsa I have 
prepared better half and gave her valuable advice on the 
account of the magical appearance of beer in the fridge, 
because usually After the virtual hangover syndrome should be. 
Then, quite pleased with myself, I hit the road. Twenty minutes 
later I was in place and knocked on the window on the ground

floor. Why does not the door? What a helluva lot
smart residents decide to protect themselves from attacks from 
the outside world. They not only do they have their own flats 
transformed in fireproof safes! They staircase ispaganili; now 
in place sweet potreskovsheysya, with inscriptions and family 
friendly opened the wooden door I was expecting a surprise in 
the form of a gloomy steel rectangle. It's good that VHS'y live 
on the first floor. After a few seconds forever closed curtains 
twitched in orazovavshuyusya gap appeared S0N'a part of the 
face: the nose and eyes. For some time he looked at me 
intently, apparently Collating my picture in the window with 
the image in his memory, and then disappeared. Then, a second 
part of the face, but LEA. She also looked suspicious. I have 
become the order of bore the protracted process of 
identification when S0N, manifesting a full-screen picture, 
finally pointed me toward the door ... 

   I opened the door himself birthday and immediately
he got from me ... No, not the forehead - congratulations, of 
course. What S0N thoughtfully remarked, raising his index 
finger. - Sanya, I decided today to get drunk!

I have the same kind of thoughtful scratch of the nose, but 
found no compelling reason for objections, moreover, that our 
desires were virtually identical. We went into the house I 
undressed, was curiously looking around, because have not been 
to them almost month. After a few seconds I realized that all

remained the same. It was terribly cold and
full of mosquitoes. Well about the mosquito is a separate 
conversation. I've never seen that in the end of December in 
the apartment rushed these pestilent insects! I am very 
interested in this symbiosis, but in my propagation VHS'y 
fended monosyllabic phrases. - Well, you're stuck cho! Well, 
currently live, no one do not touch! We are used to them and 
they to us. "Those guys myself!"-Genuinely surprised and I are 
speechless. Maybe the mosquitoes to them is really used to, but 
not the guests! Seeing me, lazily dozing on the ceiling and

walls and dangling aimlessly in
air and employed some bullshit insects are extremely cheered. 
Immediately lined up in battle array, they rushed me. But now 
they waited for major bummer. In my hand, flashed a dangerous 
weapon-torn sneakers S0N'a. Seeing as the perfect murder 
weapon, an armada desperately slow start, trying to withdraw 
from the Gaza lesion. But it was too late. Cruising speed was 
reached and execute a maneuver was not possible. Fortunately, 
the laws of physics are united for all. Seeing the obvious 
panic in the ranks enemy, I issued the battle cry and he threw 
himself into the attack. Furiously rotating shoes, I had them 
nails right and left. Enemy losses soared in geometry 
progression and the remains of a winged troops, not able to 
resist this onslaught, rushed into the loose, leaving me an 
absolute master of the situation. Virtual'y mockingly looked at 
me and clapped theatrically in his hands.

- Well, you're straight, Bruce Lee! - Grinned S0N.
- And you do not probyval in a circus act, great grandmother 
would be raked. - Sehidnichal LEA. - Well, clever! - I was 
offended, let the beer, tired of all. Plyuhnuvshis on a chair 
and fanning herself with a newspaper in anticipation of beer, I 
had the opportunity to take a closer look around. Amiga, As 
always, there was a place of honor near TV reigned (again, as 
always) a small mess. But there were some

innovations. Above the bed hung S0N'a
several sheets of paper in A4, which were made on struynike 
commandments about this content: S0N not asleep;

S0N rul'it etc. etc.
- Maniac! - I murmured softly, and saw
S0N that pulls two bottles of beer Zhigulevsky (fu, how 
disgusting!) added - Exactly maniac, and also with sadistic 
tendencies. Here it should pause and explain to my dear reader 
my negative attitude to the brand of beer. The fact is

that we Zhigulevskoe beer brewed for quite "original" 
technology. After use this miracle-drink appears

some risk to a night nightmare
on ochke with bulging eyes, praying the Almighty, that you do 
not vomit the bottom. S0N vowed that the beer fresh and I had to

only to trust him, because alternative was not. Soon began to 
assemble the rest of the Binary Dimension. Come Dan!! L, 
Cardinal. Appeared Artio. With him there have been dramatic 
changes. With long-term absence of any control on our part, by 
parents and teachers, he chose the wrong way - began Smoking, 
drinking and a little matyukatsya. Y I even suspect that the 
weaker sex and it is not been deprived their attention. 
Moreover, when the continued absence of cash Marks, Artio 
smoked cigarettes L'M, value which we have 4-4.5 rubles. Soon, 
the and CAV, he recently arrived in Kemerovo from Rybinsk, and 
as it turned out, he settled in a nearby house with Artio. He 
quickly with We got acquainted and started binge ...


   After about two hours S0N kept
his promise and got drunk as a lord. He wandered around the 
room with glass eyes and to all molested, screaming 
incoherently at any moment: "Amiga Rulez!; S0N uniquely steers! 
"Then he climbed on a stool and declared all: "S0N booze 
definitely!". From what we unanimously agreed and dragged him 
into the bathroom to freshen up. Leaving it tête-à-tête with 
the toilet, we went to continue communicate. Remembered S0N'e 
only an hour and ran to see it there. Opening

door to the bath, we saw the following picture. S0N sat next 
point and was sad, resting his chin with his left hand, right 
hand he made over the toilet are the same

manipulation, which makes it a fisherman in the winter
fishing over the hole. Looking closely, we
really noticed that his finger
tied some sort of fishing line, or more precisely
thread. Huddled in the doorway, we have some
while silently pondered the situation, then began to express 
different assumptions. - Rybachy, or what? - I took a chance.

- It looks like. - Said Dan!! L.
- And where is the float? - Expressed their incompetence in 
this matter Artio. - And to hell it float! - Said the LEA and

began to explain the subtleties Artio fishing.
- I still do not get caught. - Intervened CAV,
wiping glasses.
- Why? - Asked the Cardinal.
- Yes because! - Clearly stated CAV.
- No, you'd better tell me! , Did not give up Cardinal.
- A Th is there to say something, hook-and-that in fact naked, 
I suppose. We looked at S0N'a and waited for an answer from 
him. He sighed and pulled out without changing his position 
tackle. At the end of a thread tied by the legs dangled a 
cockroach. And here we are experienced an unprecedented pride 
in our enterprising people. Quickly releasing poludohlogo 
cockroach and catching S0N'a, we returned to the room where the 
fun continued for a long time ...


yr
on the other. And once they tired of your computer and
they decided to sell it. Let's go to the market and
passed the poor computers. And I think ......
where we want to do with money. And let's buy booze? Come on, 
yelling in unison bear. Bought they booze all the money glut 
oneself and are dead!

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(C) Alex Kopytkov
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