Humor - REVOLUTION IN MOHLAND.

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             ║ 5. HUMOR ║
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      -= REVOLUTION IN MOHLAND =-

                Chapter 9

  The Ogre's castle was engulfed in darkness. The squad's hubbub
 Greens, who vigorously celebrated such a successful
 the day gradually subsided, only the most
 the tambourine heads were still standing
 gah, but the more flimsy ones have already poured out long ago
 your soul to your neighbors and rest from work
 military officers throughout the Castle and courtyards. Nai-
 the more prudent ones stood in dose-
 re, since you were the sentry for this night
 divided into a barrel of aged Madeira,
 from the cellars of the Ogre, on the nose with the condition -
 - use it the next morning and master-
 keeping watch from guard duty for a month.
 Buratino was completely drunk. Naturally
 not from the wine, but from the anticipation of it...
 well... well, you yourself read that exactly
 Malvina promised him for the Ogre's Castle.
 The appointed hour was approaching. Pinocchio
 was completely ready. Even combed and on
 anointed He trimmed his nails and washed his ears.
 He ordered the table to be set in the living room
 oh Ogre (since the Great Hall was
 rendered completely unusable for such
 th important and very intimate dinner with
 candles).  He himself followed the choice and
 cooking (local chefs,
 grains from distant countries were highly valued
 by all the owners of the Castle, and therefore in no way
 couldn't leave him - there were chains in it
 the establishment has always been of excellent quality
 va). Malvina is in thisdisposal time
 was surrounded by a flock of maids who decorated the
 my cozy love nest, and its obi
 tailor  Time passed. Or rather, feather grass
 lo. Or rather, it could barely drag itself, the agony
 roaring and threatening to stop any moment. Borax-
 Tino once again remembers with regret -
 Neil that his nails are cut - at least
 there would be some kind of occupation. But-early
 or later everything passes, this one passed too
 last hour. As a matter of fact, I
 I'm not going to describe the first part
 a joint dinner between Malvina and Buratino.
 There's nothing special about her.  Any of
 I've watched you many times, and I've watched you myself
 I've probably experienced many similar experiences
 being. Joint private dinner at
 candlelight... What's wrong with that?
  Is it just the surroundings of the Castle... And so - co-
 completely common occurrence. We are much more
 the second half of cultures is more interesting
 noah programs, terrible, dramatic
 the events that unfolded in Ludo's bedroom
 food. And here I must mention the source
 ke the ensuing drama, well known to everyone
 figure of the Switchman Guilty. It doesn’t matter
 that he was listed as a scout is not important
 and then (albeit surprising) that he
 did not subsequently suffer any punishment -
 nia. But it was he who was the reason
 that Pinocchio left in extreme haste
 Malvina at the very end of dinner.  The point is
 that this very scout stood alongside
 those with a couple of the same idiots in the distance
 patrol from the Green Swamp.And
 these same watchmen seemed to have heard ha
 typical for self-propelled stoves Ivana-Du
 cancer sound. Moreover, characteristic of
 a large number of self-propelled guns. And naturally-
 It’s clear that no one warned the patrol
 nogo and undesirable visit to the team
 ru and he broke into the living room just at
 that moment when our couple was th-
 tova get up from the table and move
 move to a more suitable room.
  Fate!  Rock! Pinocchio was forced to re
 swore, swearing that he
 will turn around in an hour, to which Malvina languidly
 replied that she would lie down waiting
 hope of his return. And she kept her
 word. In the sense that it really
 lay down. And she blew out the candle. And at this time...
  At this time the Rabbit decided that it was time
 It's time to leave this damn basement.  A
 door, you ask?  What about the bolt and lock?
 But the Rabbit had no intention of hacking
 door. He just just crawled through
 an impressive hole in the basement ceiling, which
 which was broken by the so successfully cut Pya
 wheelbarrow chandelier. He would have retired long ago
 tried, but didn’t seem suitable
 moment, always someone
 sat in the Hall, roasting meat right in the fireplace.
  The blessed time has finally arrived
 tire, and the Rabbit made up his mind. He's careful you
 looked out of the hole.  Nobody!  In one mo-
 Cop Rabbit jumped out and rushed
 to the fireplace.
 -  Fire! Warm! What is this? Meat!!!
  You will say that Rabbits do not eat meat.Naturally. Under normal conditions. A
 after a month of living on bread and
 water, even a Moth will be drawn to fresh meat -
 ku, not like the Rabbit...


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