Prose - brownie.

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written by
 Milekhin Igor



     One day I sit down at the computer and plug in a floppy disk.
into the hole and suddenly I hear a suspicious, malicious laugh,
coming from the computer.   Me, nothing yet
Suspicious, I press Enter. Then the disk drive roared and,
After chewing a little, he spat out the floppy disk at me.
     I look into the drive slot and see two
grinning eyes. I suspected something was wrong and ran
for help.  One of me responded to my calls
neighbor - he agreed to come. While he was getting ready,
While I was walking, I was left alone with this creature.
     At first it sat quietly, but then it began
rowdy.  A heavy book fell on my head,
then the faucet opened in the kitchen, and when I ran
close it there, I was doused from head to toe
water.  When I returned to the computer, there was no
feathers started falling from nowhere.
     I got angry at the whole world and at the computer
in particular, and then a neighbor appeared. He brought everything
his sick, inflamed imagination could have come up with,
including an aspen stake (!) from the proposal to stake
I immediately refused the computer.  We have laid out
inventory and began to invent a plan.   Brownie
fussed and started peeking through the crack
drive. I showed him the barrel and the eyes disappeared.
     First we decided to try the old faithful
remedy.  Covered the computer with icons andhung on
him a silver cross. The result was zero.
Then the neighbor suggested scaring him with garlic. This
It was brilliant, but wrong. We pushed it into the crack
clove of garlic.  In the deathly silence one could hear
The brownie sniffed it, but immediately the garlic flew out
back.  The neighbor decided that he needed to polish the floppy disk
garlic and start it.  We ruined the floppy disk and
shoved into the drive, which, fighting disgust,
I chewed this floppy disk too.
     The brownie, who saw our unsuccessful attempt,
began to sing victory songs.  I didn't want to
start a fight on the computer, so I suggested
lure him outside.  The brownie became wary.  We
placed SNICKERS in front of the computer, and
hid behind the door. The neighbor was clutching an aspen tree in his hands
stake, and I am a heavy silver cross. We were ready
for everything.  Here the cover of the power supply was slightly opened (at
me a computer along with a power supply and a floppy drive
in one building) and out came a small furry
creature. IT cautiously approached the SNICKERS.
     And at this moment we, like two kamikazes,
we rush into the room, but then I cling to the threshold,
I fall, my neighbor stumbles over me. Therefore in
We didn’t run into the room, but flew into it.  Brownie
got confused, and instead of rushing into
computer, he jumps onto the wall. Neighbor announcing
surroundings with a war cry, from all sideshits
House stake. He breaks a chandelier, almost kills
me, but doesn’t hit Domovoy.  Shaggy in
the last moment manages to jump away.
     With a wild squeal, without, however, letting go of SNICKERS,
The brownie began to fade around the room, along the ceiling, walls.
My neighbor and I, like two stallions, rushed after him,
destroying everything in its path. Finally Brownie jumped out
a broken window that was walked through by a heavy
silver cross, and rushed down the street, frightening
passers-by  We rushed after him. Joined us
a few more adventure lovers: some with a shovel,
and some with a double-barreled shotgun.  It turned out to be a gun
charged with salt and belonged to an experienced hunter,
who, however, could not see anything without glasses. Glasses, k
Unfortunately, he left it at home.
     Here the shaggy one hesitated, not knowing what time
fold the side. The hunter took the Latvian pose
arrow and began to aim his fusee. In the blink of an eye
all the passers-by hid in all directions, some
fell to the ground and covered their heads with their hands.
The hunter was left alone with absolutely
the confused and shocked Domovoy.  There's a furry one here
tried to give up and turned his back. Hunter with
With a malicious giggle, he pulled the trigger and doublet
shot both loads of salt into the Brownie's ass. Shaggy wildly
squealed and took a giant leap into the trash can.
We surrounded the tank and asked Domovoi to surrender. Overa white flag loomed with a garbage can...

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  Finally, our issue is specially for fans
The text of the song TANETS by the SCRYABIN group is published
PENGUIN, COLD TASTE and TIRED.

 PENGUIN DANCE when I walk on micti on me
people are pressing, I see xhi hands, I see xhi lips -A- I
I walk for a long time on micti, it makes me nervous. Heaven forbid
the sky is not your sky -A- the sun is on the ctihax I am there
the sun is on the ceiling dancing the nihrbiha dance it's scary
cheerful I'm where the sun is on ctihax I'm where the sun is on
steli dance dance nihrbiha scary fun scary
funny !!!!! they hold my hands so that I don't do that
I am nervous about people who think that the sun is not shining
ctihax I dance a dance where the sun is on the ceiling
nihrbiha terribly cheerful I am where the sun is on ctihax I
where the sun is on the ceiling, I dance the nihrbiha dance, it's scary
funny terribly funny !!!!!

 COLD TASTE, well, do you remember if you remember how
the clouds were flying and it was so quiet only for us people
went to the club and I stood mute and fanned the smoke with my fingers
I felt hands and eyes on me, and with him I could not forget
the cold taste of your lips must be like that
the painted sign, come back and go, no tears
wipe, let the taste remain, then with salt water anu
Do you remember how the bells rang somewhere?
it will be like that then it flew from your correct lips and I had
Qatar canmy hic chubby guy had the flu and sputtered
already you on pobepi viz I can still smell the cold taste on
it should be like that because you are a drawn sign
come back and go, don't wipe your tears
if the taste remains, then with the salt of the water, that's how it should be
a sign drawn like this must be like that because it is like that
painted sign

 TIRED of people's voices and door knocks somewhere around the city
the elevator, I am tired of the smell of plants, the sounds of animals, beer
like water, I am exhausted, I have no strength, I have no strength, but somewhere
I have to go, but I don't have the strength, I don't have the strength, I don't have the strength
I have to go somewhere and I don't have the strength, I've been doing it for so many days
I myself do not know that I am already a fool, I am a tortured sick person
every day I'm sick, every night I see your dreams, I'm tired
I don't have the strength, I don't have the strength, I have to go somewhere and I don't
I have strength

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