TRSN'SKAZKA - SHASHLIKS.

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 [BABES]
once upon a time there was a casel and a ram (in the barn), during the day they walked on
field, ate grass and talked and in the evening we lived in this
the barn itself. the barn was large and warm, and stood in the corner
TV "rainbow".  it didn't work, it's just his
The owners took him out of the apartment so as not to interfere. well, here you go
In fact, they were sitting in it one evening (well, not in
TV, of course!), ram something interesting for the kazlu
tells (but the kid doesn’t listen - he’s thinking about something), and
here a cat comes to them.                             
                                                        
the cat is not simple, but gray, on four legs and with claws,
The mustache sticks out from the front, and the tail hangs from the back. and his name was
unusual -                                             
 theme!(?).  he was constantly poking something everywhere, well no
he was sitting calmly... and then he flies towards them
into the barn, eyes bulging, tail, as I already said,
sticks out, and my mouth stinks (of sour cream). he caught his breath and
sat down in the corner. is silent. Baran, of course, I wonder what happened there, so I decided
He, the insidious one, will find out everything from the cat. he started from afar
- jumped up, walked up to him and fell.   well, sort of
slipped.  and the ram weighed one hundred and thirty kilograms.
and the cat is only five (and a half).                         
                                                        
what a fat one!  because the ram weighed so much, the cat
flattened out a little, everything inside him crunched, his tongue
he stuck his head out and pretended that he would throw back his hooves (which
he never had one).  ram from your idea here
I refused and started crying.                             
                                                        
he apologized and asked - what happened? cat on
out of joy, he laid it all out at once - like his little grandma
just fucked me, I guess he stole two liters of sour cream from
jug.  and when everything was ready, she walked past. in general,
she took a heavy iron and accurately threw it (at him).    
                                                        
fortunately, nothing happened to it (the iron).         
                                                        
a then she ran closer and began kicking him (not the iron,
of course...).                               
                                                        
and then the cat paused and told the most funny thing -
When the grandmother got tired of kicking him, she wiped away the sweat (same name), and
said (I quote):                                     
                             
-when my son-in-law comes, where can I get sour cream? come
stab the goat and the ram...!                               
                                                        
who didn’t understand, she said - there is no sour cream - I’ll soak it then
Kazla with a ram!  The casel sat down like that. a ram and no horn
led  because he was stupid and didn’t understand anything. for the first time
moment he wanted to kill the cat right here, but the cat
read his thoughts and jumped somewhere high (under
ceiling) and from there he started shouting that he didn’t do it on purpose
I ate sour cream, so don’t be offended by him!         
                                        
The kid is all in his thoughts, thinking about what to do, and the ram
don’t care - he finally fell asleep, the moron!  and decided
Asshole, it’s time to get out of here, that’s how it is
Should I open the gate?  Well, he came up with an idea - he ran up to the ram,
I found where his ear was and shouted into it:               
                                                        
-we're drowning, damn it!!! (horned swearer!)                   
                                                        
The ram woke up abruptly, realized that he had to get out and
galloped to the gate.  and swing them with their horns
broke it.   and rode on.  as if nothing
happened.                                              
                                                        
kazel davolny (well thought out), he ran the ram
to catch up, and the cat jumps after him. and shouts - don’t quit
me, I’m gentle!(?), the wolves can devour me here or
I just might catch a cold and get sick here!               
                                                        
and die.  here the Kazel took pity and put the cat on his back.
they gallop, they gallop, they still can’t stop the ram,
They ran for about twenty minutes, then the ram crashed into a haystack
and it became quiet there, only his ass sticking out from there.  kinda like
The animal is resting there, everything is ok with it.                    
                                                        
it was autumn, cold, night already, there was a fire
ignite, how?  the casel came up with - they found a big one
brick, took out a lifeless ram and steel from the
knock him on the horns.                                
                                                        
                                                        
this is the ancient method. Well, sparks are pouring out, that’s it      
    The hay in the stack (or haystack?) somehow doesn’t catch fire.
It's damp, it's raining during the day. Well, luckily the cat is with you
grabbed two liters of diesel fuel (just in case), poured
they gave her hay and again tapped the ram on the horns with a brick. 
                                                        
In short, the hay finally caught fire, and with it the ram.
they also have a little bit of it (by chance= not on purpose)
sprinkled.  When the ram is properly fried, then the cat
I ate almost all of it. and where does it go? Kazel refused -
he was a vegetarian, he didn’t pluck a lot of herbs and
normal!                                               
                                                        
and they are going to rest, as they see - to them
a bear waddles, so beautiful, skinny, tattered,
Half of the teeth are missing, a miracle of nature in short.   well
met, introduced himself as Misha, the cat was his remains
he treated the ram, well, we started talking, the bear complained to them
on his life became, how bad life was for him in the forest, there is
there’s nothing, the bees don’t want to make honey, there’s no one to bite,
etc, etc... and fucking want.                         
                                                        
well, they decided to sleep in a bed, they climbed into another haystack
(there were a lot of them there) and tried to sleep.  right here
the bear fell asleep before everyone else and became methodical in his sleep
growl.  and the cat and the kazil somehow couldn’t sleep,
no matter how hard they tried.                                   
                                                        
and then wolves passed by. just like that. and when
they passed by him, then the main one smelled something and
they moored right at ctora.                             
                                                        
the main wolf again - sniff, sniff, senses that something
there is something here, it’s lively and very petal. in short - delicious!
he poked his nose into a haystack, he wondered what was wrong
It smells nice, and poked the bear right in the eye. to the left.
the bear was offended, he really loved his left one
eye, woke up and with a loud roar, covered in hay, crawled out of
ctora.  and began to wave his paws.  and the whole flock
chewed it up, well, it was covered in blood, obviously, smeared, although
I tried to be more careful... then I took a leak and climbed back into
haystack                                    
                                                        
a cat did not recognize him and was scared. the bear really wanted
sleep, so he didn’t explain anything to the cat and also
he was bitten to death.                              
                                                        
and from the castle in the morning, so that the good would not be lost, he madedelicious kebabs.                                       
                                                        
then he built himself a den and hibernated until spring.