TRSN'SKAZKA - FLYIN' BOLT.

========================================================TRSH'SKAZKA=====
                                                        
 [FLYIN' BOLT]
once upon a time there was a man and he had a horse. well, ordinary
like that, there was nothing special about her. the guy rode it
to work thirty kilometers from home. ok
Finally - you don’t have to pay anything, just drive and drive!               
                                                        
fill the front with current grass.                          
                                                        
but (one day) the traffic cops got to the bottom of him - according to the type
a horse creates a danger to traffic, but not
You can see it better in the dark. warned and left.      
                                                        
kazly.                                                  
                                                        
the man began to think about what to do. then - once, I came up with it!
bought a can of fluorescent paint and painted the horse
yours (in stripes, obviously).                                                         
looks great in the dark.                          
                                                        
when the paint dried, then he drove it like crazy.
at night.  through the forest.  do nothing  he went to some
clearing, no one had walked there for several years - and for good reason.
there lived on it an old bear - a homosexual.         
                                                        
miracles of nature at every step.                          
                                                        
the bear is looking - something is shining, not clear.
Well, he became interested, he decided to catch this case. paws
placed it, released his claws and ran (jumped). growls
drooling, it's scary to look at.                 
                                                        
and when he caught up with the light in the darkness - then his paws
closed.  yes, right where the man’s balls are located
(all two).  the bear did not expect something to bury him
underHe immediately unclenched his ears and paws back.         
                                                        
out of surprise.                                        
                                                        
the guy came to his senses and the beast got everything he wanted to know but
I was afraid to ask, I told him. the bear immediately changed,
I also wanted the light like that, and asked - but he couldn’t have it too
should I paint it as well?      
                                                        
the man thought, thought, and said that it’s possible, so here it is
While he's painting it, it's better to tie it up, because he's using a brush
while he is driving, the animal may become ticklish and he may
start twitching and touch the man’s balls again.           
                                                        
all thoughts about one thing.                                     
                                                        
the bear agreed and the man tied him up with a thin
with galvanized rope all of itfour paws. and then I got it
blowtorch, lit it and began to put it in short
fry.  I immediately smelled burnt wool and the guy began to purr.
(or shouted?):                                       
                                                        
-this is for my poor balls, you freak! (it would be more original
came up with something)      
                                                        
the bear did not expect such a bastard, he was all upset. a
After half an hour of execution, he gnawed one cable, broke it
tooth (his own, of course) and ran somewhere. in the dark scary
forest             
                                                        
and don't worry!                                      
                                                        
ran until he fell. and when he fell, he lost consciousness.
I hit my head on a tree.  like about a birch tree.
everything is fine. what's the guy doing?yes, nothing special, sitting there, so happy,
tired.  smile.  sadist. He decided to grab something.
took out a loaf and a three-liter can of milk, and for five
I ate everything in (almost) minutes. and went to take a leak. well, how did you go -
so, off...                                         
                                                        
at that time a fox was walking past. hungry, but he doesn’t feed her
nobody in the forest. he sees that the jar is standing, and there is something at the bottom.
like milk. Well, she stuck her head in there, and with her tongue
I licked everything with my long one.                             
                                      
I would like one like this.                                            
                                                        
she wanted to go further, but got stuck in her bank
stupid head.  she pulls, she pulls, but she cannot pull.
oh, this is from another fairy tale!                               
well, what to do, the fox says - comrade of the bank, joked
that's enough, let's get off.  the bank doesn’t care - it’s silent and not
moving. fox again for his own - ... ... , ...!!!        
                                                        
nothing changes.  fox is already completely uncultured - yes you
fucked up, fucking bank, fuck off, get off quickly or else
I'll smash you on a stone right now!!!                             
                                                        
but you won’t scare the jar - zero attention to the fox! a
then the man returned. I saw that the fox put it on without asking
his red muzzle his favorite can, got angry, grabbed
her by the tail and with the other hand he began to light his soldering iron
lamp.                                                  
                                                        
for some reason it didn’t light up. ptmwhat
All the gasoline was spent on the bear. the guy didn't care
then, but now it’s already a pity. Well, he thought - nothing
scary, there is a better way!                           
                                                        
he took it and broke off the fox’s leg (back leg), and almost tore it off
(random) tail.  flayer.  bank seeing this immediately
the fox got off and ran off into the bushes, but the fox didn’t see
having felt it, she screamed in a squeaky voice (something) and
quickly and quickly jumped on three legs. like a bear,
she didn't care where to run.                              
                                                        
a our friend (?) sat down on a tree stump, lit a cigarette and began
look at the leg.  which he recently broke off. warm
also, hairy. covered with red fur. Beautiful!         
                                                        
She sits there, thinking about what to do with her, and then -
Something buzzed so disgustingly above my ear. it was healthy
such a bumblebee.   beautiful, striped!  in the man again
The beast woke up, he grabbed the bumblebee by the wings and thought
what to do with him. rip off those man's wings
I didn't want to.  not interesting.  I want something
new...                                           
                                                        
at a stalemate - his eyes sparkled (I made it up), he rummaged around
He went through his pockets and found what he needed. and began to adjust
this is to hacekomomy.  Andin a couple of minutes everything was ready.
he took pity on the striped buzzer and let it go.      
                                                        
a bumblebee is flying, it’s hard for him because it’s sticking out of his butt
a long rusty eight-millimeter bolt.  with nut. and
two washers are still hanging on it.                         
                                                        
I told you that the bumblebee was healthy, what are you
Are you surprised?                                            
                                                        
he flies, struggling, the bolt heavily loads him. flew -
I was flying, finally tired, and decided to rest.  landed on
tree, I wanted to sit on a leaf like before, I sat down and fell
straight down.                                             
                                                        
fucking bolt.                                            
                                                        
and under the tree lay a bear, the same one that afta
man.  the bolt hit him painfully on the tower and he woke up.
Well, they were both surprised by each other and started talking...          
                                                        
well, we started talking - the bear growls, and the bumblebee buzzes,
In short, they somehow understood each other.                    
                                                        
and here they look - there is also a fox under a neighboring tree
makes himself a prosthetic limb from a stick. sharpens, tries hard.
Well, what, they asked her, and realized that they had
mutual friend.                                         
                                                        
on a luminous horse.                                   
           
a week later they caught him in the forest and demanded
explanations.  and while he was thinking of something to say,
a five-liter canister was discreetly placed on his head,
stuck a wrench up my ass (eight millimeters,
obviously), they tore off the leg (the back one) and fried it lightly on
fire (until golden brown).                         
                                                        
and thentook pity and decided not to take revenge. and released.      
                                                        
in short, for me good always triumphs over evil.        end.