Life is the rudder - a piece of Chapai’s life.

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   | Life is the RULER!     + +  Author:Chapay  +--+   
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 |Ministry of Punk Education R.F. + + 2003 |   | M P |
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06/13/2003. It’s strange, but I start my diary on Friday
 13th. Let me know in advance that this diary will not describe
 all the days of my life. I just don’t want to write that the whole day has been
 sat by the TV.                                                
 Friday the 13th made me especially happy in the morning, my Mom
 decided to go to the villagewith an overnight stay.Half a day Iwalked, suffered
 not knowing what to do, but suddenly the phone rang, it
 turned out to be Kirill. I explained to Kirill that the house is free and we can
 to say something that... will fly into a drunken head /emphasis on 'o'/. Via
 Kirill appeared a few hours later, and, handing over fifty dollars, filled up -
 xia. We purchasedone liter and two hundred and fifty grams /kilo-two hundred-
 syat/.Kirill, having fucked two glasses of fifty milliliters each
 fought the fuck out, that's why I think why when he came to me from
he smelleda little bit of alcohol from his mouth. I'm like
 the most caring one, woke up Kirill and poured it into him,
 Well, in between, I took apart his sofa. Kirill after these hundred
 gram passed out, as if he had not slept for a month, at least from 100
 watt output washability Comrade Kirill didn’t fucking wake up. But
 as they say, trouble never comes alone andKiller came,neighbor
 home. They fucked like pigs. Kirill went home, and Killer
 took over his sofa. We slept fine, only this bastard woke us up
 me at 6 in the morning and also gave a fuck about house.                         
06/14/2003. It all started with what I found in myyayuike pi-
 seven with a large blue stamp:MEDICAL SOBRERING CENTERb.
 They wrote that I owed them money. Of course, I sent them to myself
 further, and the letter tore the fuck up. The day was just beginning.          
  I asked my mother for 6 rubles for travel, but was refused. Layer
 The watch was too small, he took the phone away, and went to hell to drink. I went to one
 to a dude namedMelikh,they sold the device for 300 rubles. To my
 The drunken head came up with the idea of going to the village to drink. Meliha sent
 Fuck it, I took the alcohol and went to Harueby. This bastard's house is not okay -
 moose, bullshit, took Olya,his woman. Let's go fuckfuckto
 glory and fell asleep.                                                 
06/15/2003.I went home in the morning. A little later he called me
 Kirill happily announced that he was buying a subwoofer from me, choking -
 ril and his stepfather took this crap and gave the loot /400 rubles-
 lei/.Booze again. This creature, or rather Kirill peeed all over me
 toilet /no matter how bad it gets, it always pisses by/. Afterwards came the ba-
 I wish, Kirill, a lover of diving alcohol, put it in his pocket, one
 the woman saw through this matter and fucked Kirill in the nose with all her might,
 Kirill sat all evening, wiping off the blood and saying:               
 - Thank you for this, I have never met such girls, SPA-
 SUBO!                                                          
After Kirill and his new girlfriend fucked off, well, I got involved
 fuck.                                                       
06.16.2003.The women have come again. We drank wine. Later Ki- collapsed
 Rill, drunk as always, and rushed to one woman with the slogan:because
 blame me and forgive me. I explained to him that this is a completely different
 Baba, they sayyesterday you were with Lelik, and this is Kita.Kirill was surprised for a long time
 came, but then I remembered that it turns out Lelik spent the night with him
 home, and waking up Kirill asked her:                      
 - Who are you?                                                     
 Strangely enough, she asked Kirill the same thing. What is it
 therethis shit didn't tell. They got fucked up again,
again there's a puddle in the toilet,again Kirill fucked with this woman, again
 I was fucked.                                                      
 06/18/2003. Went in Harueb, they drank heavily. Harueby wanted
 to catch up, we went to his mother. This cameraman fucked up at homebubble
 Sema.They came to me again, they fucked me again, Kirill came again,
 I pissed the toilet again. Haruebom and I kicked him the fuck out and left
 again to his house. This time he fuckeda three-liter jar
 sema. While drinking, Romka told me a story about how recently
 I was sitting in a police station, here’s a short story:                         
 He came - he said - home, and everyone there was fucking drunk, he went to get the si-
 garets, and here 8 things happen:                            
 1. 3a Romka is tagging along with his cat.                              
 2. Romka accidentally hits him with the door.                           
3. Romka runs up to the cat and says: Kys-kys-kys.              
 4. A drunken friend of the grandmother runs out of the house and sees everything covered in blood
 the cat and with him Romka.                                     
 5. She thinks that Romka is fucking the cat, grabs a broom and beats her
 Romku.                                                         
 6. Romka takes the broom and kicks it back.                    
 7. A drunk woman calls the cops.                             
 8. A whole outfit arrives.                                      
Romka says - I thought that some Greenpeace would come there,
 and a whole outfit arrived. But they didn’t keep me in the cops for long, everything
 th 2 hours. I say to the district police officer: 3at least they took me. Participant
 kovy sat down, then showed the paper, it was written there: /Nane-
 causing grievous bodily harm to KOTU!/. Such is the story.   
  Afterwards, Romka and I went to the dachas. They got fucked up there too. Romke
 something fucked in the headand he wentfishing.And I went home.
 On the way I founda poppy. I got stoned at home and laughed all evening.         
 R.S. This is just a small excerpt from my life and the life of Ryazan
 goddamn ones. It can get worse here.                              
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 Soapy super news from Chapai:                             
 Recently, our comrade Chapai came up with a super project, this is a
 childrenthere is only one Ryazan newspaperwhich will be published by the Minister
 The essence of the newspaper is very simple:               
 1. You send us soap, preferably with a hit on someone.  
 2. We are publishing it.                                           
 3. Perhaps 'someone' is sending a response to your attack.           
 4. 'We will publish someone in the next issue.                
 It should turn out very funny. The newspaperwill be called
 go  M!R. We are already waiting for letters atmir_tit@mail.gi So
 So pick up the keyboard and go!                              
                                                                
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