┌───────────────────────────── ──────────────────────────────┐ [√] scene intro ........................ scene intro │ [√] body postbox .................................they write to us │ [√] news ........................... news of the Minsk zx scene │ [√] scene news ........................ zx scene news │ [√] new warez ................................. fresh wArыz │ [√] scene ................... trilogy about stagers: ending │ [√] scene more ............millennium'1902: questions and answers │ [√] interview ............ interview with fatal snipe.fnm.psycho │ [√] real life ............ mr.pi: freeman and women. what to do? │ [√] brain damage ............................scene glitches │ [√] history ............. brief history minsk.zx-net'a │ [√] free news ............... news from the site freeart.4u.ru │ [√] free humor ........................... joke of the week │ [√] conclusion ................................... authors, etc. │ └───────────────────────────── ──────────────────────────────┘ ■··································. (c) necromancer.smk That's how the bastard crazy bum didn't suspect that on There are such bastards as Necromancer in the world. But in vain, his mother! The bastard just didn't realizewith your disgusting drunk ass, why approach the shop where a Necromancer was viciously roasting in a leather jacket, not worth it. Probably the animal did not suspect the existence moral monsters and just mental bastards - I don’t give a damn absolutely. Maybe I'm a misanthrope and a sadist, but I couldn't help but touch that childish sincerity and naivety in the drunken voice this scum, I should have cried for the sake of decency when I saw him a smile, the smile of a person who feels good and who wants everyone the same... Alas... -I’d better approach these boys... I know they’re good... Internally sobbing from my own moral ugliness, from awareness of my own bastardism, all I could say was before blowing up with the desire to smash the vile little man nose: -FUCK YOU!!!!! And then the banal Satan Pinguinism, discussions about the meaning life, the meaning of vodka and women who do not give stagers... Box beer-vodka-dumplings-mayonnaise... Have a nice toast to me... Drunk debates about musical tastes... Kitchen philosophy... Drunk Werewolves playing doom... Drunk Wrecker not playing doom... I'm drunk... This is how fucking is done without fucking newspaper BOdY. Purely simple boys from Minsk...
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