IzhNews #0B 25 ноября 2000

Fuck to - a song about spektrumistov "Electronic Boy" and other nonsense about the times when the ZX-Spectrum was almost God of the universe from a certain segment of the population.

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         As they are called in Russia.


                            And he said: "Go into the fog."

                            And he turned around and went,

                            And watched him the one who sent 
him, 

                            And he thought: "I duck-Mu."

(C) Himik's ZxZ / PoS



     alkali is not too long ago, about five years
ago, standing in my room, excellent
computer, pull my ass off
which could only wish to go
poharchevatsya and smoke a cigarette. In those
times of ZX-Spectrum was almost God
Universe in a certain segment of the population.
Even those who have a house in the corner and stood pisyuk
took out his  Norton, perlite
in all of this Kulnev wheelbarrows, as our
unique Speccy. Was conceived great
set of normal and slop commands
which in turn leads to war
between them.


  "What's actually the problem?" - You ask. Yes, that I 
personally pinned today home three 1.5-liter bottles Yar-beer, 
and all the drink, damn it, I can not - sorry, yeah! But the 
essence of this sludge is not this, and to tell you how not

rights was the one who once uttered the infamous
the phrase "emulyatorschiki MASTDAY!

  I had such a reputation mastday if I do not
emulyatorschik! Yes! I emulyatorschik, and I do
not eMULYatorschik and EMULYaTORschik.

  "What a freak wrote this text?" -
Question has arisen in most
bald / bald skulls tinder their
sweaty glasses to see this nonsense?! A
that's not a freak I am, and emulyatorschik!

  And to fuck someone who will say that
emulator  fell off the chair and his
toothless girlfriend through the wall asks:

  - Who's that <K> Audit?

   To which he replied:

  - No! This I <K> uyaknulsya!

  And then spit out the teeth, without which
letter <Kh.> simply can not exist
a toothless mouth moral monster.

  What do I bump? And no problem (this is nonsense of the
advertising), just got.

  Perhaps, I have no real
Spectrum, but nevertheless, I write prog
on the emulator, and the crowd vereschit joy,
but still I found a song about life spektrumistov (original <E 
Boy>) 


            Phonebook


    Telephone book is full of numbers

    Phone friends, and various friends.

    Thousand numbers, like a thousand words

    Who write and then to remember.


         If I could have so many friends in the figures hide

         But time is not something I myself - not the best.

         Perhaps not everyone wants me to open,

         Ah, if only he knew for him it is worse.


    Sundays are you waiting for call

    Wanting to hear the voice of an acquaintance

    But as time goes on, and you, as always,

    Left alone with the phone.


    How strange then, and in everyday life easier for us,

    We turn to deeds, if you can call.

    Drown melancholy, but there is urine

    All <forty> yes <forty> - is there to understand!


         But enough of such a cry of despair,

         And in what it is, in the end-all?

         Maybe you'll become a friend to me soon,

         And I'll take you to your notebook.


     Put a mark, they say, he is there,

     And the degree of significance size figures,

     And there is a phone you have as long as,

     You're my best friend, I need your code.


    Why do we need a paper in this case,

    Surely friends and not remember that?

    Remember, but those are the best,

    And what on paper - either way, and neither syak.


         If I could have so many friends in the figures hide

         But time is not something I myself - not the best.

         Perhaps not everyone wants me to open,

         Ah, if only he knew for him it's worse

         Ah, if only he knew for him it is worse!

         Ah, if only he knew, oh, if only he knew

         Ah, if only he knew for him it is worse!


  It remains only to understand what that crap
was written before this, and this crap -
all horseradish-crap! And if it comes
it is about us, about emulyatorschikah, I'm from
behalf of us all sending in the ass of those who have
dislikes. And let this be an asshole asshole
sweaty old negro, who did not wash
a couple of months and lived in the area of ​​the city
garbage, so paher was sincere. And there
where a flower blooming jasmine from bleating
about suksnosti emulator Kulnev hatskera, in
While recording the source text to disk,
Suddenly you hear the doorbell:

  - Who's there?

  - Chug Abgam!

  And this is the password for instant glitch
The universe, after which all
haters emulators unexpectedly
work program  in
recording disk imaging and disk. And then, of course,
when attempting to restore Old, duplicate
of this program, founded back in the wilds of DNA
work in a "brilliant" mind, and be born
Another lamer, which spawned the birth of
test emulator through
Formatting a system disk tracks.

  "Fag!" - Million voices cry out
almost simultaneously, and they realize
that they pulled on the most tomatoes:

  - And, maybe it's just a dream? May
be, it all untrue?

  - Maybe - he replied with a impish
toothless smile on the tambourine, which
wants to give almost every
emulyatorschik!

  Someone will say that I am a simple, rubber
and the used condom, and I will answer you
with the whole proletarian hatred and with a special
cynicism - FUCK YOU! And this is only the beginning,
followed by a million words.

  And those who put me completely
supports, as such, probably few,
real RULEZNIKI, here they are a valued
our flesh on the emulator.

  A Th, we have done wrong? Yes no che,
just so we pret:

  - The village we have a huge! 15 Emulyatorschikov!

  And it's cool! Those who do not respect yourself
similar (M'Ms) should be asked to do
SLIP SLOP. For those who are in an armored train,
Translation: .

  Maybe I was harsh in their comparisons and
statements, but e. .. Pernod theater
justice, that is, Al does not Tootie?

  We are people too, and also spektrumisty. Yes, we
on the emulator work, but we are working
rather than the nozzle zhuvaem as many realschiki. Y
them all in the mind system - DeMulka (DEMO)
and Mulk (effect), and where our lives?
Surely in that same nigger in the ass? What the
We soar turnips and rub each point
Friend, let's just live together.

  Though I do not Leopold, but, nevertheless,
I do not like these pidorasticheskie quarrels between
people. I do not argue, I do quarrel, but he himself
reconciled.

  Do not think for a goat, I respect all
spektrumistov than moral monster, the
which rakes and tongue itch, that only
us - Emulyatorschikov debase and humiliate, and
themselves on pizdyulatoru not get it.

  Besyat, so I decided on behalf of
Emulyatorschikov write this tekstik.

  We in the group died musician Andrew
Smirnov (Ded Smirnoff), and now I am personally
I am writing a memorial project on the Spectrum on
emulator, who can say that I'm wrong, ladies
a turnip with all his might. Honor Member
group for me above all else, and I am ready to
much want to surprise me? Please
just know, I'm two years in Chechnya otpahal,
and I hard now to impress.

  Moral: Do not go FUCK your fellow
Today I'll savage enemy, tomorrow you will not
I can not live.

  Who does not know, duck-Moo-English
be so: Mu-Duck.

  See you soon in the pages of our
most popular newspaper in Izhevsk, if
someone wants to pass FUCK me personally,
write:

2:5050 / 11.44 @ FidoNet
himiks@mail.ru
himik@format.udmnet.ru

426063, Udmurtia, Izhevsk, ul. Vorovsky 136-46.
Kudryavtsev, Ilia V.
Himik's ZxZ - organizer from Power Of Sound Group
(3412) 435-695, 752-553
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