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| Special report |
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In the recent past, as they say, not
weeks passed, we came to our glorious
hero city Minsk our brothers on the spectrum
Garachyya Vitebsk Guys. Everyone was scared
glad to see them, especially because
the alcohol they had with them.
There is a good reason to poison your
mortal bodies with another dose of Green
Snake. And so they did. What came of it?
read on.
So:
The kettle woke up late in the morning, slowly
but turning into early evening. Mood
it was very bad, and for this reason the Teapot
barely opened his eyes, he climbed into his unchanging
new chair, where he was going to stay until
evenings, while away the time playing Elite.
The silence was broken by the annoying ringing of the telephone.
and his heart-rending cry: “The number is not determined
divided!" Damn parrot...
The kettle answered the phone. And it wasn't difficult until
guess that Mast was straining in the pipe. From
We collected a few fragments of phrases from the teapot -
so that someone has arrived, and that everything
they are simply eager to visit him. - Well, okay
- thought Teapot, - Let them come.
And they arrived. There were a lot of people, however
in the spacious room of the Teapot everything is easysettled down. First there were acquaintances,
then - a demonstration of the computer (and see
there was something...), which smoothly turned into
violent drinking. Of those present, rusty
Dummies memory detects ARS,
Freeman, Mast, Lelya, Killer, more
like some two, and also strange
subject with the nickname "Zosya".
It all started culturally. Delivering two
0.5, the people with sacred reverence
asked for stopariks. There was also some
red drink (still legs to
stick to the floor), beer (vodka without beer -
money down the drain), as well as boiled pasta
in a huge quantity, to which was attached
sausage, but for some reason in the singular
le.
Taking a basin covered with multi-colored war
coloring book, The teapot dumped all the food there
You were surprised to find that the basin was full.
Everyone present was overjoyed
and immediately began to bury small ku
sausage juices deeper into the pasta (to
neighbor did not find). :) Damn alcoholics..
Drinking the contents of two vodka bottles
and hearing talk about the additive, the German people
he began to grumble a little and began to make his way little by little
to the exit. This did not go unnoticed. Naro
backpacks with bottles were handed over (beers
mi), and the poor people were maliciously sent to
collection point for glass containers. Along with them,
Petrovich, who came in for a minute and detained
has already been going on for two hours,volunteered to take a walk
with a dog. They didn’t refuse him. So interesting
and the fact that Petrovich, even naked
will come up with some trick on the spot and
words: “I wanted the best...” the teacher
brings it to the public. There were cases when
stupid Petrovich brought it from the store instead of
then 10 bottles of beer 10 bags of peanuts,
accompanying this action with angelic expressions
looking at his face and saying: “I love nuts so much!”
But there was no beer..." (the money was not his...) Or
on the same grounds, buy for the whole day -
ghee ice cream... The most disgusting... Fruit
berry... So damn... Wow!!!
In other words, the people returned, and Petro-
I don’t have HIV yet... I went out and walked around the house
stop... Lelya tore and tore. However, everything about
went without any complications. Just Petrovich
wandered somewhere in oblivion, and then returned
and didn't even lose the dog. Amazing...
The drinking continued. Now one of the
Vitebskikh broke down and fell asleep... And here’s another
alone... And suddenly several Vitebsk residents, not you...
powers of the ordeal with vodka, having drunk
eyes and scaredly looking at each other in horror
went to their place in Vitebsk. From their numerous
of the new brethren there was only a strange small
subject with the nickname "Zosya". Apparently the most stable
cue. No one knows why he was left alone.
Stuffing... Slonii... Grodno... Go-
stranded... AAAAAH! Vitebsk in the elevator, Kettle in
slipped and fell awkwardly, hitting himself
this hipjoint and being left
pressing your head in the elevator and your feet out, where
he was mercilessly thrashed by the elevator doors
sides. He was raised...
Only the most persistent remained... Ars,
Mast, Freeman, Zosya, Lelya and of course yours
humble servant. In between drinks,
while the pasta was boiling, the teapot, and along with
with him Ars and Freeman headed to the balcony
entertain yourself by smoking dope. In already
they are well entertained
returned to the table.
The feast continued...
And it continued with nothing more than
knitted dances to loud noises... Tea-
Nika's memory began to fail. Events surfaced
come in vague fragments. Freeman danced
alone.... Ars went home... Freeman loud
clapped his hands to the beat of the music...Mast stood
on the contrary, and reacted violently to what was happening
screaming: “You have excellent hearing!”
some sense of rhythm! Talent is disappearing..."
you could clearly see how Masta had rubbed her eyes
tears flowed. :)
They drank more... A lot... Petrovich was sleeping...
Freeman went offline briefly, then
jumped up, and, hiccupping loudly, said:
"Y-I... g-went h-home..." And soon
retreated. Mast and Lelya went for
additive. Subject Zosia gently stroking
keyboard from the DELTA company confessed to her
love...
The messengers have returned. We drank something else..Later
The teapot got sick, and, having sent everyone to bed,
he forgot himself heavyalcoholic...
The next day...
We woke up early. Mast looked bad.
Petrovich is even worse. Having drunk the exhausted
beer and eating leftovers from yesterday's snack,
The kettle felt a sufficient surge of strength
in order to get things done. He needs
was to go to his mother... He took Mast from
himself, instructing Petrovich at this time
take Zosya to the radio market.
Mast, despite the beer he had taken,
He didn't look the best. If the face
after a walk on the street he became more
her human-like, then he was still
one fact that made it difficult to imagine his parents
Teapot's linen: it STOKED.
At the Mast stop, wasting no time
began to besiege the bus stop.
He demanded from the unfortunate saleswoman "something...
something VERY minty." The saleswoman openly
mo had fun. In the end, Kettle and Ma
st became the happy owners strange
th cylindrical object green color
ki. Having gutted the subject, they found in it
a myriad of strange-looking confs
toroidal shaped jets under the loud name
saying “POLO.” Mast rushed back to the kiosk.
- Young woman! Why are the candies full of holes?! -
yelled Mast.
- Who the hell knows! I haven't seen them myself.
The saleswoman answered and laughed.
- Then help yourself, smiling from ear to ear.
mouth and exudingthis wine pairings,
Mast became generous.
- Checks for poison. - I realized
Kettle, but didn't say anything. girl
categorically refused. Into the soul to the Teapot
vague doubts crept in... However, how
Life showed that he was not far from the truth.
This tasted like something to taste
reminiscent of chalk with a faint smell of mint.
The trolleybus was full. On this day like
times there were all sorts of graduations
evenings, strange time of day
looking like matinees... The whole salon was
full of girls, damsels and huge women.
Almost every one of them was dragged in their hands
a hanger with some dresses. Everything would be
good, but they all tried to stick it in
The teapot has its strange devices in its hand. This
It was not a pleasant feeling.
Having suffered several stops in
trolleybus, Kettle and Mast not without difficulty
fell out. I was standing at the bus stop
beer kiosk and beckoned. The kettle couldn't
tolerate no alcohol, not even beer,
therefore the unfortunate Mast had to
enjoy mineral water
"Minskaya-4". However, he is not particularly
objected.
After sitting there for half an hour with nothing to do,
drinking coffee with buns, Kettle and Mast
decided to call comrade. Gas. This one is not
I made myself wait a long time. A little more
After sitting, Teapot decided to take a walk, since
there was nothing to do, but still had to sit
hourstwo... Going out into the street, everyone is unanimous
headed to Gadget. (this is Chaynikova
childhood friend) But the last one, like
It was to be expected; there was no home. And,
a little upset, the comrades headed
to the beer kiosk, which still beckoned and
attracted the suffering gaze of our heroes.
After drinking a glass of beer, everyone retired to
courtyards for a smoke break, but it was there, in
yards, to the ears of our unfortunates
came strange, painfully familiar
sounds.
It was the sound of a funeral march. Everything is not
conspiring to reach out to the sounds coming
chords from afar. Mast immediately cursed
musicians, what is the point, after which
shut up for a long time. "It's good for him there
to the coffin..." thought Teapot. And he himself is cruel
suffered from an unrelenting hangover. Having gone around
funeral procession, comrades went to
open space with sparse trees,
scientifically known as Friendship Park
Peoples... There the Teapot took from Masta
oath to write a funeral
march to AY. He agreed. Gas left
unable to withstand the general gloom and hangover
moods.
After sitting on a bench for half an hour and
enjoying the gloomy spectacle of those skating
rollerballs in huge quantities, a teapot and
Mast went back to the teapot
mama. Having done all my business there and not
having forgotten to pee, our heroes gatheredback to the Teapot.
The “progressive” was already sitting at the Teapot
People of the Belarusian ZX-Net represented by
Petrovich and Zosia. They looked a little
fresher than in the morning. Having drunk the healing
beer and already getting ready to leave, the people
heard no less annoying than usual
phone ringing. On the phone this time
b|l not Mast. :) MadMaxi was there. Well, so how
this usually happens, he said: "Well...
Do we need something!?..." This turned out to be key
phrase.
Soon MadMaxi arrived, and the booze
continued with renewed vigor. Somebody went
for the donation, the rest stayed to play
a sneaky fool. A! I remembered! Remained
The kettle and MadMax were what they were doing
not at all a game of cards. They were attracted by busyness
more fun. They were chasing ruffs! And plenty of it
Having had their fill, they started smoking dope.
Meanwhile, the messengers and people returned
drank. Petrovich was the first to break down
the monstrous rate of drinking and, having smoked
20 joints of our native Belarusian dope,
passed out until late morning. Kettle through
followed him for a while.
Judging by the stories, the people went again
for more, but the Kettle was sleeping
drunkards in a sleepless sleep.
Imagine the surprise of the Teapot,
when, opening his eyes, he found in the window
the light of the breaking dawn, and in the room
a shitload of naked people! 8-( )
It turned out that these carlatans were all nightplayed fool for stripping...
The kettle naturally woke up and started
to carry out a search, especially at night
teapot ancestors came from the dacha, who
were clearly not happy with the violent orgy,
which took place that evening at the Teapot.
Drunk MadMaxi, forgetting his shirt
pulled out, he said, to work.
The rest fell, overcome by a heavy sleep
a drinking person. :)
Mast was not one of them. Angry Kettle
forced him not to help in cooking
breakfast. The condition was terrible. After drinking
tea, Mast and Teapot sat down on the sofa. B
connection with a complete lack of presence
any thoughts in my head, they are stupid
stared at a bouquet of flowers, already
specifically withered from heavy fumes,
standing in the room.
The teapot tried to cheer up Mast
by viewing the BLUE car with
beak and sad eyes...
- With us, even the car became BLUE, -
Mast responded sadly. Then Kettle
invited him to look at the toy
a turtle that is just as sad
like the BLUE car, the expression on his face,
convulsively banged her head on the floor
trying to move her. But this is also
The mask had no effect. Then Kettle
used his MOST compelling argument -
little train! This was the shot. Kettle together
with Mast they launch a train andsing
the cheerful song "Our locomotive is forward"
flies!...".
So the morning passed, the day came, and the sleeping
began to wake up. (not without the participation of Kettle
of course) A sudden outburst of hysterical
Selya, who took possession of the Teapot, forced him to
spray air freshener directly into
to the sleeping Zosya, from which he then spent half a day
stank like a toilet during mating period. But this
it didn't wake him up. Then annoyed
The teapot kicked Petrovich in the side, which finally
had its effect and Petrovich woke up -
Xia.
“Let’s go get some beer,” said the Teapot, and Pe
trovich, who with all his soul did not want to repeat
kick, agreed.
So, Mast, Petrovich and Teapot sent
went out for beer, taking with them for some reason a bicycle
sped... The kettle, naturally, has a little
I didn’t kill myself and stood on the way to the store under
wait for the others.
At this time, a small group of people passed by the Teapot.
shaya (6-8 people) crowd of shaven-headed gops
nicknames Seeing a face so displeasing to them
Latte Kettle, they apparently decided to post-
the ice one to cling to, but this will happen -
Mu was not destined. Sometimes one of the most daring
The ugly Gopnik separated from his group and
liked towards the Teapot happened before
unprecedented. Gopnik froze as if rooted to the spot.
three meters from the clueless Chaini
ka and with a sigh: “Oh-oh-oh-oh! Guy...” before
long followed the Teapot with his gaze, as well
and all his comrades. The teapot thought for a long time
that's why I cameto the conclusion that either
it smells three meters away, or he has
His internal state is written on his face.
Having strengthened their strength, the half-dead spectra
mysts noticed BLUE lying on the TV
light bulb, which made us laugh for a long time.
In the evening everyone left, Zosya went to
I had to spend the night, where I slept on the floor, and,
waking up in the middle of the night and deciding that he had fallen from
sofa, began to try to climb onto Mast's di
van, for which he received a bunch of kicks from a sleepy
Masta, who perceived this action as an act not
covert harassment.
TOTAL:
Drunk: 20 bottles of vodka;
Delivered: beer bottles worth 3 million.
Eaten: 2 kg of pasta and a lot of dumplings
Broken: 1 stopper.
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