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* Summer at the dacha 3 *
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(c) Chainick.
As far as I remember, last time I
he stopped in his story at that
the moment they were going to accuse me of
planned rape. And here's how
it was:
After all the above incidents
Kettle and Gas took advantage of the free
a minute and didn’t hesitate to take a nap for a minute
about 600... and thereby restore
energy wasted on vodka and wheels.
The next day, waking up at
afternoon, Gas with Kettle
decided to walk down the street and get some fresh breath
air, since there was a terrible atmosphere in the house
fumes, and also for the reason that
The kettle refused to cook food, citing
for the AFTERNOON time.
"For @$%s!!!" - Teapot dragged himself,
absorbing an awesome amount into your lungs
the freshest forest oxygen. Gas
remained silent... Apparently, he was tormented
another feeling, popularly called
HUNGER.
Walking through the green area
plantings like "L.E.S.", this "sweet"
a couple by accidentcame across... No, not on
bitches, how could you thoughtlessly
guess, but for a bitch. (that is, for one)
:) She walked past a few
Kettle and Gas were taken aback and gave them
With a TAN glance that without hesitation they
answered in unison: “And you went to X..., idrit
your left!" Snorting loudly, bitch
left. Apparently this turned out to be the last
a drop in the patience of local gopniks and
malicious onanyugas, since none of them are
this day did not want to say hello to anyone
A kettle or Gas, which, however, is not
upset them greatly.
Throughout my stay at the dacha
they are pretty tired of the constant presence
someone in their home. Nogo, who
shamelessly devoured the last of the food,
which were mainly mined by Teapot and
Gas with a huge risk of getting salt in
ass from all sorts of guards who in our
Over time, a great many divorced. A
after all, these vile onans had houses
caring fathers and mothers or at least
grandparents who are so simple and
They were eager to feed their children more satisfyingly. Yes and
I don't think it's a sign at all
It's good manners to break into someone else's refrigerator
3 times a day in order to find there
something new...
And in the evening the delegation came... The crowd
knocked on the door and shouted: “Kettle, let go
us." However, neither Kettle nor Gas
showedno desire to see anyone
in their home and therefore did not open the door.
The crowd screamed and announced that they
they'll be back again, got lost in their crowds
affairs.
“I’ll be very glad,” answered the Teapot and
went to my neighbor named Misha for
to invite him to play cards
and discuss the strange behavior of Gopniks.
They sat like that all evening,
enjoying the game of tricking the fool,
quiet friendly company and
drinking... tea, oddly enough. Then
dummies, the neighbor went to his home, and he
The kettle and Gas stayed to have tea
and have conversations about love with
psychological bias. And so it is for them
I liked this ease, silence
and calmness that they didn’t notice how
the time had passed midnight.
That's where it all started. Sometimes Kettle with
Gas was about to rest peacefully, behind
There was a crash and roar through the window. rang out
screams: "Chaaaayynnnnnnnnnniiiiiiikkk!!!! Come out
fight!!!" The teapot immediately realized that
to support morale and concealment
natural cowardice of this kagal everything
previous time since their first
care fermented the alcohol that was purchased
Uncle Vasya has them.
- Well, no. N an angry drunk
Teapot was not going to come out to the crowd. They'll yell at you
the fry will leave, Kettle and Gas decided,
continuingsip tea. But they
miscalculated. Fat bitch (that one)
whose name was once Natasha, but now not
otherwise than with $/" else, with your own hand
crushed the glass in the window behind the Kettle and
began to reach out with its bloody
hands towards the Teapot, while making a certain
a symbiosis of roar and howl. Downright sinister
some kind of dead people... :) With your concert
she, of course, achieved nothing except
bloodied the entire window sill. With all this
the action of the Teapot calmly and leisurely
sipped tea. The crowd went wild. Like how could it be
right? We're trying here, but the Teapot doesn't care
drum. And at that time the Teapot was thinking about
how happy the dad of the most active one will be
from those shouting on the street, take a whip, and also
he was thinking about how all these idiots would be
Tomorrow we will install the windows and repair the damage.
But most of all, the Teapot was pleased with the thought of
how tomorrow they will get everything from
Forecaster & Co. :) And everything would be fine, but
Teapot's self-control was subjected to
to a serious test, since from a broken
all sorts of insults rained down on the windows
at the same time, how the freaks hanging out there don’t
came up with nothing better than to break
tree and poke the Teapot with branches. And then
The kettle shook. Literally. Gas
I noticed this fact and how I could become
persuade the Teapot not to do anything
something for which they can give a prison term. He had in
mindmass murder or serious
bodily. The Teapot had several
options for retaliation right on the spot. One
Splash some of them with kerosene and set them on fire,
watching the reaction of the assholes later, but that's all
Teapot went the other way and took under
bed ax. "Jump out and chop" -
was spinning in Teapot's head. But Gas everything
I talked him out of this idea, a little
pale. (apparently he was pretending...) Teapot
Having calmed down slightly, he sat down on a chair and
I caught my breath to calm my nerves. Shel
the second hour of the siege... And yet the Teapot was found
using an axe. He hit the butt on
careless hands, every now and then
leaning through the window.
It should be noted here that
The teapot was supposed to arrive that evening
relatives in the person of grandparents,
who planned to bring some
provisions. That's why Teapot didn't think
prepare for long sieges, and thus
no longer stocked up on clubs and the like
guns. He knows that relatives
if they were delayed, everything would most likely pass
completely different. Another interesting fact is that
that all the teapot neighbors, who always
the music and conversations were terribly disturbing
The kettle in the house didn't even stick out of its
houses, hearing TANOE.
But that's not the point. After three hours
siege Kettle with Gas still reached
exhaustedidiots to talk to
the leader, that is, with the Bitch. And she said
the following: "Teapot! You're three years old to me
I was a friend back!" The teapot did not deny.
Indeed, three years ago he was with her
met. And smoke quietly with her
walked. And I remembered, damn it.
- So what of that? - asked the Teapot.
- How could you leave me like that?
- Who dropped you?
- You traded your friends for some little girl.
- This is my personal business.
- You had it there without our knowledge!
- !?!?!?! All dachas are given to me in writing
notify? And besides, who told you
that Gas and I HAD someone?
- I know that for sure.
- Well, a flag for you. Anything else?
From a distance shouts were heard: “You were sorry for us
vodka! You didn't let us have a drink! We are for you
they marked it, but you didn’t give it to us!”
- Decide! It's either us or her! -
expressed ye/$she.
- Well! You asked a question! After that I
not only I can’t name you all
only friends, but also comrades. Yes
that you can stick your proposal to yourself
c...And tomorrow we'll see who's right, huh
who is to blame.
Everyone then dispersed peacefully, and
Kettle and Gas went into the house to drink more tea
(from nerves).
It was cold. I blew into the broken window
cold wind, reminiscent of the coming
autumn. Having closed the window, the Kettle and Gas warmed themselves
at the stove and drank hot tea. It was getting light.
Another dose of adrenalinedidn't wash out
blood, so I didn’t want to sleep.
- Let's go assess the extent of the destruction. -
The Teapot suddenly said. Gas agreed. When
going outside in the light of the rising sun
They saw a terrible sight:
broken tree (I think it was
cherry), barrels for collecting rainwater
were knocked down, between them there was
a small lake consisting of 900 liters
water, trampled front door,
destroyed property on the veranda and that's it
it's in the blood...
- Yes, these bastards decided to come at us
barrels! - the teapot joked gloomily.
- Let's clean up here before yours leaves.
“We’ve arrived,” answered Gas.
In a short period of time everything
around was brought into divine form,
as far as possible, and soon
relatives arrived.
ATTENTION! ANNOUNCEMENT!
- Siiiiinnnnoooooopppptttiiiikkkk!!! -
Teapot yelled in a voice not his own as he walked down the street,
and people turned around to see they weren’t killing
or anyone.
- Siiiiinnnnoooopppttttiiiikkk!!!...
Look for the continuation in the next issue
this terrible story.
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