pC Rulezz! - the image of a typical pisishnik - something vaguely reminiscent of a person, unshaven, moving on four limbs and ready to open the skulls of every living object they meet for the sake of a portion of brains.

Insanity #03
 #############  pC rіlezz аlwayZZ;) !!! #############      
                                                                
                                                                
                                                                
  (C) Strake/Destriction Team                                   
                                                                
                                                                
                                    Mini thriller-mystery        
                             (not recommended for children under 70). 
                                                                
                                                                
  "PC-RULEZZ!" - different uncles and aunts shout on every corner. Why 
is this what it is? - I asked a boy I knew. In response he 
for some reason he laughed and muttered something about some tea- 
Nika and, jumping onto the bench, shouted loudly something like: “La- 
Mazda is freezing."  Well, I, of course, agreed with him (what if he hits 
will it hurt if I don’t agree?) and repeated his question. Still a boy 
laughed a little and gave me some colorful magazine, 
advising himread.  Well, of course, I told him thank you and 
ran home to study the magazine.                                   
                                                                
  The first thing I saw when I opened the magazine was an aunt in a miniskirt 
tenderly hugging something resembling a small television. A little 
Below it was written: "PC in every home." Is this the pussy? A in 
I saw something completely different in a biology textbook! Well, to hell with him, with 
name, as long as it doesn’t hang (as was written in the article “In 
than the similarity of PC with some part of the male body") and brain- 
ha did not fly out (which happens quite often, judging by the article "Ka- 
ries of brains"). I still don’t understand what brains have to do with it and how they 
may "fly out". It was at that moment that the thought struck me that 
all the pisishniks (ugh, what a dirty word!) people are abnormal - 
ny, impenetrably stupid and uneducated. Well, as soon as possible 
say such insanity: “To avoid the pussy hanging, it is necessary 
change brains to faster and more voluminous ones every two to three months, 
without forgetting to change the mother..." Or maybe these pisishniks 
they also sell brothers and sisters into slavery, every two or three months 
How many times do they change their mother?  I wonder where my father is at this time? And what 
the relationship between hanging pussy and the number of brains? In my opinion- 
Only a sex therapist can find out the reason. Strange... Ha- 
I hope these pissieshave not yet degraded and are still walking 
two limbs. Or maybe they already go to four? Yes and 
don't shave?                                                     
                                                                
  Gradually, the image of a typical pisishnik matured in me - something 
vaguely resembling a person, unshaven, moving on 
four limbs and ready to open a skull for a portion of brains 
turnip to every living object they meet, while at the same time torturing 
hope to find some semblance of a mother (but it’s not clear why they 
she?).                                                          
                                                                
 But I drove such thoughts out of myself. Having made up my mind, I went to the boy, 
who gave me this magazine to read, taking with him my grandfather’s helmet, 
with whom he went through the whole war (what if I run into a pisishnik, 
who doesn’t have enough brains?) and leaving a note for mom: “Outside 
don't go out! They'll grab the pissies!"                                 
                                                                
  And now I’m knocking on his door. At the same moment from the apartment 
a cry is heard: “Oh, you dog, are you hanging again? I’ll have to pick it up tomorrow.” 
use your brains!"  I almost died from fright and was about to 
run away from here, but my legs wouldn’t obey me. After a few se- 
kund the door opened.-Are you a pisser? - I asked timidly.                             
  - Certainly! Come in,” he was happy.                         
                                                                
  Clutching the bag containing the helmet in my hands, I walked 
inside, since it was too late to retreat...                    
                                                                
  ... An hour and a half later, I ran out of the 
entrance of the pisishnik and ran as fast as he could to the nearest pharmacy. 
Half an hour later, having bought a pack of UPSA at the pharmacy, without even lowering the tablet, 
taps into water to dissolve, quickly ate the whole pack. Already in 
for a minute I felt a significant improvement in the condition of my head and 
was able to objectively assess what happened. What a nightmare it was!!! 
If they used to say that the brakes were invented by cowards, now 
we can say that the brakes were invented by pisishniks. One hour twenty 
five tried to load the game (some kind of 3D action game, it seems), so 
not only did everything move strangely, twitching, but also 
and people had to be killed! To the sick person five minutes after 
As the loading began, my head began to feel an increased sense of fear for my life. 
rap, when, five seconds after loading, the game gave out “Incomplete” 
That's enough 32 Mb of brains, we need moreminimum 16 for normal 
work!" I couldn’t sit any longer and ran away. For what offenses 
pisishniks suffer so much?!? Better to die! I felt so sorry for them 
for degraded brains, for inflamed and blue eyes 
ears!                                                            
                                                                
  So, guys, PC is no rule! It's narrow and uneven 
a path that winds through the forest and eventually connects with 
with its beginning, closing it in a circle. Wherever and however you go, 
come to the same place, each time developing MAPAZM, no way 
not improving but only degrading even more!                
                                                                
                                                                
                                                                
   S T O P T H E T E R R O R !                              
                                                                
                                                                
                                                                
                                                                
 P. S. AmigA Rilez Alldayzz!                                   
(C) Orc/DDG/LFG                                                

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