Diary is old stuff.

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   |      Real story      +        +     Автор:Чапай     +--+   
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 | Министрство Панкообразования +          + 2002 г. |   | М П |
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  Это  опять  очередная статья, которая не вошла не в одно изда-
 ние. Да, в этом номере одно старье!                            
         Вступление                                             
   Они любят жизнь такой какая она есть,они не к чему не стремя-
 тся,они живут так как ОНИ хотят,они ненавидят политику,и это их
 обьеденяет,ониPUNKERS!                                          
 I am one of them and decided to write a little about my life
 no, maybe this will be a little interesting to someone.          
 July 16.                                               
 I woke up in the country, naturally not in my own bed, next to me
 there were two more half-dead bodies, it was my 'friend' Undertaker,
 real name  Roman and his woman. Some kind of bullshit bit me in the
 I had to soak my nose. Got up, smokedafter yesterday's heavy
 I had a headache. Yesterday Roma and Isold a stepladder and really
 were drinking. In general, I got up, smoked, a dry bush appeared, woke up these
 the bastards, the bastards refused to fall on the spring, and went to bed. No sleep
 succeeded because thesebastards started fucking.After the loud creaks of Ro-
 all the same  'finished' and we went to the spring, drank, reached
 store, bought bagels, beer and gas, ate, drank, just
 I drank it, Romka vomited and I went home. Having found it in the coman5
 garlic rubles from RomkaI decided to buy myself some coffee.I drank
 coffee, watched TV. Yes, I completely forgot to say <>  
 what is my name => <> <> <><> <><><> <><> <> <>
 Unlike LDIR I: <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <>
 1. I'm drinking on black.         <><> <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <>
 2. I give it to ALL women.               <> <><><> <> <> <><><> <><><>
 3. I don't work at all.             <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <> <>
 Okay, let's go, in general, nothing good happened today.  
 July 17.                                               
I woke up to the doorbell ringing,I hate it when I
 wake you up!especially in this way! But after I saw
 who behind the door made me feel better, it was my girlfriend, her name is
 Zhenya. In general, I opened the door, we fucked, we ate, and I saw her out
 to a stop. After I drank coffee and watched TV.                  
 July 18.                                               
 Nothing interesting happened. My brother in mind:LDIR,
 disappeared in an unknown direction,hasn't called for a week. Until both
 Yes, I watched TV and stuck an LED in the computer, then I arrived
 Mom and she and I went to visit camp 'Solnechny',for-
 while driving, I found out that todayLDIR is supposed to show a movie there.LDIR is not
 he arrived, his stepfather Kolya worked for him, it sucks. I came and watched
 tele.                                                         
Whoa knows July                                         
 I'm writing this while drunk! Yesterday, or rather today, no, probably yesterday, I found
 mothers 2 bubbles of alcohol and since I don’t drink 1 had to walk-
 pour up to the 14th line there I swelled and came home today
 I found some silver from my mother and we got swollen again. BYE!