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ZX Element #01
 JOKES FROM DOC             
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The text was “translated” from the audio cassette by SERGEY STURM
                                          
                                         
     Last year, when we took inter-
I looked at Igor (DOC), we asked him to
tell some cool stories from
Spectrum practice.  Now on
pages of our magazine with permission from the author
We are happy to print them.      
                                          
     The story is told by Igor on his own behalf.  
                                          
     MAX IWAMOTO sent a parcel with floppy disks
lal. We went to meet her. Not really MAX
said which car, since we have a TV
there were problems in the background. We immediately agreed with him
there were problems with the background. We immediately agreed with him
they said that from the first to the sixth car he
will give the parcel to the conductor. The train has arrived
ten carriages in total. We arrived at the first
carriage - the girl is standing. Immediatelyasked:
     -Do you have a parcel? Guy from Kharkov
conveyed.                                
 “Yes, I did,” the conductor answered.
     We got into the carriage and stood waiting. People came out
dude, they come in. There people already have other programs
they took it away. The conductor stared in surprise.
looked at me:                             
     -What do you want?                       
     -A parcel.                            
     -Which package?                      
     -From Kharkov.                        
     -There is no package, no one from Xapb-
Kova did not pass it on.                        
     We ran out into another carriage. Ask-
We ask the conductor:                        
     -Have you sent a parcel from Kharkov?      
     -Yes, they did. What's in it? - sp-
 -Yes, they did. What's in it? - sp-
did she grow up?                               
     -Floppy disks.                            
     -Ah, they are small and round.     
     "They're round, maybe she'll fit into the hole-
"Motrela" - I thought.                      
     -How many? Well, it’s a bag, right? -ask-
la she.- The Armenian conveyed this.         
     No, I say. “That’s not it.”                
     Let's move on. The third conductor is
He immediately puts in some bag.             
     “They sent it from Kharkov,” she says.
-Take it.                               
     The bag is hugesports. There under
There will be a thousand floppy disks. That's not it either. Maybe
but take whatever you want from this train,
but just not what is needed.               
     The fourth conductor stood smoking.  
We ask her:                         
     -Have you delivered the parcel from Kharkov?     
     -No.                                
     -Maybe they did transmit it after all?        
 - Maybe they did transmit it after all?        
     -Now I’ll go have a look, maybe re-
gave.                                   
     “A box?” asked the conductor,
rushing towards us.                           
     -Yes, a box.                       
     -A, what’s there?                         
     -Floppy disks.                            
     -There was something electronic there, but
I already gave it away.                          
     -Where to look for her now?             
     -I don’t know, - the conductor is completely confused -
was ticking. - There were telephones on the box.    
     -What size is the box?           
     “Well, that’s it,” the conductor said,
hands showing the size of the box.       
     “I don’t know how many disks there are.” By-
We reached another conductor. So we pack
teak with milk pops. We already thought MAX
I didn’t find the box, but I put it in a bag.
That's not it either.                               
     So we didn’t find the package from MAX
 So we didn’t find the package fromMAX'a
IWAMOTs. A little later I called Max and
asked him which car he put the package in
lku. “B twelfth,” he answered. "Yes" -by-
I thought and hung up. - On the train only -
there were ten carriages.                   
                                          
                                          
          Jokes from the radio market.           
                                          
     The first joke was back in Starozhovka,
when ELITA the third came out. A man came to us
zhik and yells at the whole market: “You are nonsense, children.”
you sell it. Your Elite is not saved to disk.
"No."                                    
     “Well, let’s change it,” we tell him.
     -What should I change, it still won’t save-
nope.                                     
     I tell him: “Have you tried this crap?
unstick?" (meaning protection from co-
feasting).                               
     “No,” he was surprised. “I haven’t tried it.”    
pirating).                               
     “No,” he was surprised. “I haven’t tried it.”    
                                          
                                          
     Lamer came up once:                   
     -Your disks are unprotected?             
     -No protection.                         
     He looked - there were no stickers: “Exactly
without protection. Well, I’ll protect them myself.”Right now we are standing with big signs
chats. A guy approaches, some kind of slick guy
and looks carefully at the printouts. We have
not like in Moscow, where money is immediately shoved in.
You need to ask what interests or interests
shoves you, anything at all on the Spectrum.
     -Are you interested in anything? - right-
I sew.                                  
     “Interested,” the man waves his head.  
     -What car do you have?                 
     - "AUDI".                             
 -"AUDI".                             
     I immediately shook my head: IBM was
everything was there - there was no "AUDI". Then I get there and 
I say: “Oh, what do you know, what is it?”
“I don’t know,” he mutters. Then he comes up
friend: “Do we need this?.” “No, we don’t,” - from-
the man says. "Then let's go."              
                                          
     No day goes by without jokes -
sew.                                     
     For example, earlier on Starozhovka
we had a poster with a huge inscription TR-DOS,
meter by thirteen. What are our people like?
fresh - a man comes up to us:            
     -Is this TR-DOS?                         
     -We can’t make a bigger poster,-
I answer. The sign hangs right above it
head, and he...                          
                                          
 To be continued in the next issue.      
                                          
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