Chapay - how difficult it is to be Chapai!

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   |How difficult it is to be Chapay! + +  Author:Chapay  +--+   
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 |Ministry of Punk Education + + 2002 |   | M P |
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 If grief comes from the mind,               
                                     This means happiness comes from stupidity.
This story is about a couple of idiots whose name is:Ki-
 Rill, Hogan, ldir, naturally Chapai and her one pepper with some kind
 a strange nickname like Fefel or Fafeldecided to get a little drunk
 for the May holidays. In short, these idiots stocked up on food,
 patches, some hygiene products andwent to the lake called
 Vaniya'Chernenkoe'which is located 30 kilometers from Ryazan
 plus 40 minutes of walking through the forest. Here I will tell you a little about it
 lake, because it is very unique, people gather thereMay 1
 most of the Punks, metalheads and other evil spirits and it begins
 booze, well, if these people notice a stranger there, then
 they’ll just drive him away, but to avoid being kicked out, you need to go there
 come with people who have been there more than once and everyone there
 know. Such a person turned out to be Kirill, who came to me before-
 mine, as always, was not sober and went to bed! 3a time Ki-
 Ldir came to sleep and we decided to leave this city.
 Having grabbed the drunken body and poured moonshine for him, we boarded the trolleybus.
 on the trolleybus we were very much scolded for getting Kirill drunk
 and he doesn’t want to take off his backpack. Upon arrival at the lake Kirill re-
 sewed fucked and very beautifully fell out of the bus,everyone laughed
 I saw it. Then the drunken body refused to lead us to the lake, but until
 only he knew the horn, but we persuaded him that he would go
 you are behind us and will speak to our right orto the left. As it should
 it happened we got a little lost, found our way minutes later
 15 and reached our parking lot. As always, we got fucked for coming, but
 after all, between glasses, we set up a tent, but I don’t know
 why, because no one lived there for 3 days, which is what they used
 ny natives, for example Hogan fucked women in a tent,and between
 he didn’t remember anything else in the morning. Everyone lived in different places
 nkahI was seen sleeping at least five times in one day. On
 the third day I just noticed thatWe lost Kirill, Ldir to me
 then he explained that Kirill had gone home on the first day of drinking and,
 Naturally, I took with me a one and a half liter bottle of alcohol
 Well, I see that 8 liters somehow became not enough for 5 people.
 Finally, we decided to leave the lake. Having tea with the girls in the morning
 from a nearby parking lot and grabbed one cormorant with a nickname
 That's it I decided not to go home, but to get to Solotcha, where, as I
 explained That's it, the punks were drinking, and one of them had a birthday. Ldir
 and Fafel went to Ryazan, Hogan decided to stay there for a few
 days, well, I went with Toto to Solotcha. Appear from out of nowhere -
 a little moosealcohol, I took advantage of this and decided thatwithout giving
It's a shame to go to a birthday party, thank God on the way from the lake
 a snake called a snake was running through. Having caught this shit and fucked it
 I was very offended and caughtyayueritsawho was running to the lake, seeing
 I can have a hangover :). We got to Solotcha without any problems.          
 BUKHNYA SECOND (SOLOTCHA)                    
 This is a very wonderful place to relax, which consists of...
 including pioneer camps, holiday homes and a small village.
 The main attraction is the beach called 'Bald Go'
 ra', it was called that because of the mountain made of sand, on which it
 on the side standsan abandoned springboard (a holy place for the Ministry
 Punk formation).                                             
    Getting off the bus we decided to go towards 'Sosnovy bo-
 ra', and we were not mistaken, having rounded the forest on the right side we came across
 to the party from which shouts were heard: 'Fuck, Chapai has arrived! On-
 Come on!', yes, there was a lot of alcohol here (about 30-40 liters). I
 immediately presented the gift (onactuallyyayueritsain this text
 main character!) and took out a faceted glass from his backpack... 
When pouring into my glass, the bottom fell off (well, how many
 Is it okay to drink?)I had to use a mug. Next
 I don’t remember! It’s never a good morning, and I, hungover, found out that yee-
Ritsa was fucked :)and it turned out that today is her next birthday-
 Niya, fucked up! I drank and fell asleep! In the morning I woke up from screams, screaming
 Lee: 'She's with us! Pour it for her! ', no matter how funny it may be, but
Yayueritsa is back! We continued the drinking! I don’t remember! After, more or less
 Having sobered up, the people decided to go home, some of the natives
 they didn’t agree with this andwent to... 'Black!' , well, I’m all
 tired, hungry and punks went home!                   
 So, guys, I want to tell you that you can’t drink in such
 quantities, and if you want to get drunk, it’s better to do it once,
 well, maximum 2, and not like me - 10 times!