+Amiga 3
ZXNet echo conference «zx.spectrum»
From Yurok Merkulov → To All 12 October 1997
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Yurok Merkulov
2:5051/16.5
2:5051/22.6
yur...@portal.infocom.ru
And one more dream..
Night... Screensaver... In the darkness there stood a sad woman... Some gave her 60, some gave her 80, and one even said that the hour was not far when
she would be 500.. Amiga understood that everything was too fast, that those young
years were gone when she, a 14-year-old girl, flirted with Pisyuk, with the phrase “Aha!”
She did not notice how the little ones were frolicking on her for 2 hours already worms, carrying out
a brutal massacre using weapons of mass destruction. The
Magic Program crept up behind her and began filming the Amiga with a video camera, saying,
“Oh, Symbolia..”
Their marriage with Pisyuk was difficult, they had difficulty getting along together. From their connections
were born little affectionate letters that shouted and laughed, but in turn sowed confusion in this family. Their friend Specky, calling from the Pentagon, boasted that Scorpio had settled at home, that he had already found many friends, and everyone was living happily. But one day a terrible thing happened...
Pisyuk returned home drunk, having drunk too much mail from the flame and began shouting at his
wife, calling her a three-day trafficker. Amiga couldn't resist and answered:
- Cheap, calculator!! Yes, you are ready to sell yourself to anyone who will give you some 500-700bucks!!
- Shut up, you non-Russified fool!
- Yes, you stump, a toggle switch with one position, you pissed me off, I'm leaving!
- Well, go away so that I don't see you on my screw!!
And she left, sharply pressing alt+h, cutting off all the wires that had been connecting them for so
long...
Today she was lonely.. She wanted that someone pressed its
keys, the memories haunted me.. Suddenly someone carefully
touched its port.. The Amiga shuddered, its palette warmed up..
- Hello Amiga, I'm Specky! - flashed through the DMA directly into the brain.
- Oh, hello, how are you?
- Oh!! I'm not a boy anymore!! I know what Digital Love is!
A tear appeared on the Amiga's screen...
- Pusyuk offended, and the beauty?
- Yeah, - she whispered, remembering her youth.
- Do you know... - he said so sarcastically, and paused for 100 bars.
- Well? - Amiga hurried. For her it was an eternity :)
- Pisyuk wants to make peace with you! He had been smashing his windows all day out of grief, rushing from one configuration to another!
Amiga blushed and adjusted the jumpers on herself.
- He almost threw the reset to his temple!
Amiga had disturbing thoughts... Knocking the keyboard, she rushed
towards Pisyuk, at top speed, and only from afar was a voice heard Specky:
- Enjoy your connection!!! hee hee...
Shouting "ATDP!!", the Amiga burst intohouse. Pisyuk answered “ATA” with excitement and
after looking at the nelp, he said in a goose voice:
- They just told me that you really want to make peace with me, that you feel bad without me, - his TsPS was trembling with excitement, - I’m ready.. well..
Amiga switched the task:
- Who told you that?? You yourself want to make peace with me??
Pisyuk almost lost his cluster out of excitement.
- Said... Specky told me this.. And what?
A couple of seconds later, the Amiga burst into loud 14-bit laughter, rushing around the room and accidentally crushing Pisyuk’s modem.
- My dear, you are available, - she began, - Specky joked with us..
- Exactly, the format is your mother!!
- He told me that you want to make peace, and to you that I... - Amiga
dancing silhouettes started running in her eyes from laughter.
- Well, now it seems like it’s not fitting to quarrel.. Our children-fidoshniks will not
understand us..
- Aha-ah-ah-ah!! - Amiga shouted in the old fashioned way and pressed herself against Pisyuk’s COM port.
He kissed her right on the screw, seeing the inscription “Television” there.
At that moment, out of breath, Specky ran into the room with his friend, a little
girl.
- Oh! Who is this? Bye bye.. - Pisyuk began to joke.
- I'm Bakashka!! - she answered and gave Pisyuk the Treasure.
- Wow!! Thank you, I’m touched, oh, now I’m so happy I’ll show you Wing Commander 4
all!!
- Ah!!!! - the tomboys got scared and ran somewhere,apparently to taste the delights of
Digital Love.
That night passed stormily, the TsPS was huge... And somewhere nearby their children
rejoiced, sitting on the lap of the Golden Grandfather, in the old fashioned way in text mode
telling the children different stories...
And he told this story to you, having heard it from me. :)
Epilogue: And the best part is, we are all the heroes of this story. We are the children of Pisyuk,
Amiga, Specky, and just as children love when their parents have love and understanding, so
we love when our platforms live in peace and are as compatible as possible. :)
10.12.97 Yurok
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