Miracle #02
10 августа 1997 |
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Room with laughter - The triumph of progress.
"THE TRIUMPH OF PROGRESS" ---------------------- I sit in the network enter, and suddenly the mother as zaoret: -Opya-yat you in this plague rested! That taint something on my head! .. Walk, for bread convergence of black hell, right? Black two hundred! Here's the money. Yes, you look to hand suesh, tear off a second from drawer of his! .. Yes, Mom, "I say, yes, of course. -Remember, the black-but-ho! You Sitnov of seeded no different, but too black to know should. The milk would be sent, but I'm afraid, you past the barrels in a straight line knows where go away, you look after the dogs. I went somewhere, bought something, and again for the computer. -Hello-talk me out of Seti., I Oren, I live in Malaysia, I am 14 years old. -And I'm Max, I live in Russia. Hi Oren! -Max, is it true that you have on the streets go bears? -Go, "replied," we treat them dumplings and vodka. -This is probably a big expense, Oren-sympathize with me from Malaysia. -What do you have for the country are in Russia-Siberia? -Siberia-rustling inspired me fingers on the board, "the great and powerful country. Inhabit its hardworking people, and the cons Chinese. Outside, on the bench at the entrance, zatarahteli neighbor's grandmother: A LYUSKA something LYUSKA motoblock bought and said two heifers buy and pigs! A guy in her business and the business itself. -We have a hot-interrupting their Oren, as well as do you have? -Very cold, "I'm telegraphing. -O-oh, groan-grandmother-a-day weather what cost. You might dozhzhichka Lord sent, and then all the heat so the heat, pour umuchishsya. I won Valya peppers posohli. -I thought so, my guess-happy Oren, "We are also home to many Chinese, they trade. "And we sell. -I have a girlfriend, but you have Max? -Nina bestyzhaya, clucking-grandmother-her hodyut and hodyut, all different, and the market, and cadets. Every day in the apartment drinking. -I do quantum kvondo, "boasts Oren And reached the second degree. Climbed onto the balcony Alexeitch of 28 apartments and launched a bayan: iiiehhh! Cornet Obolensky, pour the wine! -Stash from her stash. And a 10-house man hanged himself, tomorrow's funeral. And Sveta Redhead TV bought it, but it Vitka in teeth wire inserted. -And I collect pictures of envelopes and stikersy, "I knock. -I-beer cans, "confesses Oren. -It very interesting and informative. I they have two hundred and forty pieces. A son, then they have finished medical school, a week has worked as a nurse and a mafia-I went, grid, less than a month hurt oneself, these money per hour narabotayu.-rinse grandmothers someone's bones. Poe stalls scares people. Ugh, Internet word of mouth! I firmly closed the window. And do not get tired of it every day daily poshlyatinu chew! Hanged himself, bought dried peppers! .. Whether business network! Front, the developing country! Skolt here new and superinteresnogo! Malaysia, then Canada, Luxembourg! Where would we be without the Internet? Would still be the old-fashioned sat on the bench, played in the ring, and then-new technology! Investment! The whole world is on your monitor! We had a talk with Oren about girls, about beer cans, that when someone stands up and the sun to sit down and goodbye. Then I have to echo conference climbed. -Hello! I'm Sean from Ireland and I Ndumba from Nigeria, we and us even three hundred and forty man-write the story, each one proposal without reading the previous ones. Come on Max, write something for us, it is will be a huge project, comprising mankind on the net! I wrote: <Nina pulled a gun and slapped Alexeyitch as the last scum> and mingled with humanity. Then read what was written before me: horror What! Phantasm! As in every school in word and tell another:looked into I was in the White House, find out who their president today. It turned out that once Clinton in, funny! American text mastered: <Quick Look and guess what cockroach legs>. It turned out to seven. Here Again maman was at: -Come supper! "What, mom, already evening? But I have not yet breakfast! .. -... And last night chasing the dope, this, Our DOOM-Russia is. After the roof move out! Maxim, let me turn it off. -Nneet!, I howled, body blocking the fragile technique. -Tfu.-wearily retreated mat.-damn are lost, these networks to them nor bottom, nor tires. There's like, otorveshsya, here I did not bring, and do not wait. And it is not necessary. And thus avoided. I will soon begin to eat from the current web, as a yogi. I Here are a couple of days to sit and Amber link: -Hello, I can tell. Corwin, as there have you? -Oh, "he replied," potato beetle ate in the teeth of a wire inserted ... Sit, in <Mortal Kombat-29> play, stylish game, not consumer goods for the crowd, and the thing for connoisseurs. Do you have videoshlem, Max? -Yes. I was born there. I kibermen I at the forefront of the information I have for days absorbing, I have a RAM-twenty-seven gigabytes. What is it? Sandwich? Put it in drive, my hands are busy. Well there is not going crazy with happiness: satellites put into orbit and millions of dollars vbuhali then that the two Maltz through the mountains and Desert bulling on beer cans! This Does not the triumph of progress!? .. ---------------------------------------
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