DonNews #13
01 января 2001 |
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O. PARTY - Memories of the good held on the bottom.
O. PARTY (C) WILD / OHG -What can be stashnee Spektrumista drunk? Two drunken Spktrumista. "And if a lot of them? Then IT'S full fucking kotory they call the word "PARTY". ----------------------------------------- Y-y-y-y-y-y-in-the-in-the-in-the-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-y! Oh, fuck-a-ah! Lord! Lousy, then ka-aa-aa-by! Sunny, my beloved, I beseech thee, though complete Battle, even two swallows BEER-A-A-A! Oh lousy me-ee-e! What?! To work?! What's on the dick now may be work! Look at me! Look, where I was, and where the work! Oh, I can not-at-at-y ... ------------------ PAUSE ------------------ What is there shit on dick "get up"! What!? Beer?! Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah !!!!! - - - - - - - - - - - Oh, My sun, you're a miracle, you are my savior! What? Where was yesterday? Well we know where, on "OMEGA PARTY". What? Why is this "wood" pinned after midnight? "Well, first, when I came home, I was already more or less sane state. And so late because I ... Because we ... Because ... Oh, do not download me, my joy. Can not you see, lousy me! What? Why all woke up when he came? Eat very much wanted. What? Why did my mother sent to dick? Hmm ... A What do you think, if I have forgotten, can be and she has long since forgotten, eh?? You think not? Well this is quite "is not Karash. "Well, okay, not terrible, I hope. What? Who is the "father - an alcoholic grief of the family"? I?! Yes, I saw something only one VINE, yes beer! What? How I managed to both get drunk? Well, dear, it's a long story, but if you do not hurry, I'll tell you. If I remember correctly, it all started with the fact that yesterday I barely had time to wake up, tear Zenk, wash and clean the nose tusks, as came to see me MICK. What? No, MICK not drinking companion, he is from DPL. What? No, "DPL"-not "DON psychiatric hospital, a different stands. Well, went to th MICK-th mean ... What? No, we did not go in "Nalivajko; we went with him on the radio market. Duc, so we came with amplitude, and there no one yet no. Correctly, and no one to drink. Later they began to catch up with other membersy and "not very membersy. What? Well I do not remember all remember: KLIM, LOST ANGEL, SNAKE, SS, VARELKA, MICK, well, I certainly did. What? No, it's not a club of Alcoholics Anonymous. That's right, it's even worse. Well Duc, then we all moved to the area of "Twelve eggs" ... What? No, we do not booze in the city center but there we drove over JOCKER-om. What? No, "JOCKER"-this is not sort of moonshine this guy was the name. So, where was I? .. And, yes, we caught JOCKER-a, and the Duma, he thought: where would the Bucks the "tree" to change. What? No, JOCKER-no huckster and not a gangster some. What? Where did he get the Bucks? Yes, his dick knows, my mother gave. Well, in general, while KLIM, JOCKER and LOST ANGEL ran to change the bucks, we decided to wait for them to ostanovke.Nu and while waiting, have decided not to waste time and ... What? No, we did not drink vodka at the bus stop! We just got rid of all available cash in a heap and went to buy something and eat drink. VARELKA somewhere nadybal Battle "counterfeit" vodki.Ostalnye money spent on beer and Hawk. And for those lucky approached JOCKER, KLIM and LOST ANGEL. What? No, they do not get drunk, and were happy because they had someone shove useless bourgeois govenye paper, and use the proceeds from the machinations of the money to buy a lot of tasty and strong. What? No, we did not start to thump, and sat down in the the bus drove towards the city Bataysk. The bus conductor we rattled ... What? No, we do not puke on the floor and not watered Driver's vodka. And then she was frightened? Yes dick knows, Comrade Major ... Probably afraid that I was not joking when joyfully offered all make a fire prams on the middle floor bus. Well In general, we have arrived at a good place which is called the "pit ..." oh, I beg your pardon, "Rowing Canal". And there ... What? That's right, sat down plump. What? That's right, get drunk, like scum. What? That's right, the song screaming guitar. What? That's right, obscene songs. What? That's right, swim climbed. What? That's right, no one drowned. But what should have been? Well, next time we take into account; especially for you drown a couple of lyudishek.Hotya, this time to heat something special and there was no one, for all the fishermen, sitting / lying on the shore, were quick to get out back home, like interpretation, we have arranged a noisy swimming with removal of bodies. One LOST ANGEL not swim. What? No, not the smartest, most likely sober, though he was a drunken asshole. Then what happened? Oh, while swimming with somebody's wardrobe items had a little misfortune. Simply put, torn very nice and almost new trusyatki. Will not poke your finger anywhere, but let's face it, that they were cowards JOCKER-a. What? Who broke it to him? "I do not know, I swam away from nego.Ob it is necessary to ask SNAKE-in as well. A LOST ANGEL at this time of the beak is not clicked, and grabbed the camera and let's shoot naked ass JOCKER-a. By the way, will have to find out why he needed this footage. Something is obviously not pure. Maybe he decided to 16k-intro, by type "JL-16"? Voobrozhayu what DIGITAL SOUND for COVOX will be heard during the demonstration scanned images, taken LOST ANGELOM ... What? Then what happened? Yes ... had finished all the remaining garbage, etched jokes different garbage, recalled a different garbage, swearing because of the different garbage, utter garbage flogged, in the general was so fucking! Someone has already dopilsya to such a state that required urgent intervention. MICK so in general, not something that stand up, lie not could not postovonney assistance. Personally, I am one of the stages of drunkenness suddenly I found myself somewhere in kamyshah.Vokrug wandering drunk boys and unsuccessful attempts find me a loud voice called: "WILD! WILD, fucked your mother, you're a dick s'ebalsya Where are you? ". Then I vaguely remember what happened ... I only remember that we went into town on foot. People became more and less then less then. All goodbye, hopped on the bus and left. We still have banged his head into the urine to go for some reason in Gorky Park. There we are with someone talking, something to drink; and listened to some songs ... Then they began to end with a cigarette, and late has been, in general, we hobbled up my street, a little more talk, and I went to bed ... And now, my love, call me at work and say that I am very sick and Let me now they do not wait, I need relax ...
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