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Do not la-la! - some malotsenzurnye works "Nikolai Nikolaevich."

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Alibasov!

Another disgusting character of our showbiz - Bari Alibasov. 
Personally me, a very unpleasant undertaking of works and 
behavior, and ending terribly nasty looks. The latter quality, 
as Strangely enough, have all of his lovers in the group of 
ANAS. This is me completely incomprehensible. Well, how could a 
band of freaks with bad songs, style and music videos under the 
direction of pontovitogo crazy pedophile? Moreover, most

amazing - they have many fans, I saw with my own eyes
crowd of girls fans tearing their hair out before the concert
ANAS in the Concert Hall Russia, where I inadvertently took
past. Why is it necessary Bari Alibasov me more or less
understandably, he gathered young boys and fuck all
in the ass, probably not only in the ass they fucked and Bari is
it will cast a spell. Nadressiroval, they sang, created them 
myself popularity without depriving themselves of the 
opportunity to have sexual udvoletvorenie with proven young 
lad. But Why do it yourself this merzotam from the group and 
even more so why do I need these girls - for me is

not solvable puzzle. When I called Bari pedophile
and imposed from the word zoophyte, it is even a word train
vylelos little, because these guys I have some reason
associated with balonkami, who were placed all around, all
ass to the center, tied and placed in the middle Alibasov.
Alibasov spun like a drum box-wonders and stuck in that
at anyone as they say God has sent.

                                        Group of scumbags.



Well, I come to work that morning, I try not to laugh.
A little ashamed, but with the other side - Juli, I think that 
blush? Let the fucking humanity enjoys. May benefit from it

still going ... Look, but for me already malyuhankuyu havirku
prepared - three and a half meters, without windows. Fluorescent
light, heat. Ottoman stands. Vial on the table.
 - Well, Nick, your workplace - Kizma said.
 - Once the contract - without podebok, - I answered.
 Kizma told me here is not to develop in itself a complex
inferiority, but rather proud of.
 - Settle down, get down. After orgasm Stopper

   tube.
 - So as not to run away?
 - Work quickly and without losses. Read the posters?
 I shut down, lay down, pondered, remembered how to shoot left
with Kiruha in Babskii camp pereebli there all thieves, and 
those Who has not got more and more fascist and fraershi, 
shorts with us tore and tore them to pieces, that though the 
smell of men have a State-owned blankets. Remembered, and 
snotty, like a cobra the tune of the head in different 
directions leads. I then ebsya rarely immediately struhnul 
half-tubes. The whole Milky Way, as the My neighbor on the 
bunks, an astronomer by profession. On boyfriend struhnul he 
Earth for the planet and for the dick does not believe in your 
mouth fuck it, if it occurs, such hueta that in any

gate not climbing. Sorry. Digress. Carry tubes Kizme.
 - Wow - he says - let's see - and smeared a little
glasses, and the rest to some device shoved the whole
icy, and the steam from it fells. Kizma looked through a 
microscope and his eyes stared at me as if the bond has won: - 
well, Nicholas - he says - you - Superman! Superman! 
Unbelievable! Why - do not ask. Then you'll understand. I'll 
podnataskayu in biology.

 - See something you can?
 - In another time. Now go. Until tomorrow.
 Well, I politely say that in America, paid more, and eat
needed after each stick from the belly, and then masturbate a 
week and all science stops.

 - What would you like to have a snack? Bear in mind: the 
products 

   it is difficult.
 - Meat grams hundred. Bread and butter. Possible seeds. Glass

   tea stronger.
 - Why seeds?
 - With the other hand you can chew out of boredom.
 - Seed will not. And what about meat pohlopochu. My boss -
Academician - a vegetarian. I will take his card. He was a great
value will give you.
 - And the salary increase is necessary. Out of pocket or 
something, 

   Pay?
 - Increase. Here organize laboratory rates vykolochu
more, and increase. Well we will pay for your malofeyku.
Wicked it at you, Nicholas. Well, go, and that ball of fire 
break. Tell the guard that outfit on oscilloscopes are going to 
receive.  - The Master I Chernukha not bzdite.

 Go to the institute, and for the first time in my conscience 
talking. Ishachat all these doctors, candidates, and laboratory 
technicians, and I masturbate his pleasure, and ready. Go home. 
Uncomfortable somehow obtained. On the other hand, malofeyka 
science needs and all country means. And the day has nothing to 
do with it. I chord on the his trombone work, whore. And 
anyway, it's not my conscience spoke, and pity those who graft. 
That's only on a nap led after Fingering. And lazy to steal.

 Went to a bar to drink beer with black crackers. By the way, 
mind you, from Beer is, we just have to think about the woman 
after five cups, not about piss. How possysh, stand no. How not 
to piss, you say? Inspire yourself you should be able. Vaughn, 
who in India are living, not even seryat for a month or more, 
and piss in the pot and turn to tears. I suppose that in a 
scientific way, in our opinion, in biologitski, feces, that is, 
shit, these yogis in the odor becomes. Well, let's say, like 
alcohol: do not close your him, he out of steam. Only the 
alcohol quickly fizzles, and shit for a long time. In it, shit, 
the molecule is different and very smelly, vermin such. And 
really shitty about the atom and say nothing. He blyadyuga, and 
is not split, probably in the synchrotron. Between 
Incidentally, I'll ask Kizmy what would happen if it splits. 
Cert - the world stink, whiff of the clouds. You drink. 
Spirtyaga highest purity. I am on month two liters issue, dick 
before orgasm disinfected. Well, I'm saving navozhu. After all, 
as a matter of was. Kizme and others all give alcohol, but I do 
not. Well really, huyushki, I think, in a test tube of dirt 
scraped up from the heel. Not fraer. Kizma immediately alert 
scored.  - Why zinger messy facial? It is hard to wash your 
hands?  - It is necessary when the experience does not wash his 
hands and dick. He, probably, in the pants and not in a vacuum. 
You never know where one day happen.  - How much alcohol do you 
want?  - Two-liter, - I say.

 - A bit much, three hundred grams is enough.
 There, I said that before the start of the dick, we should all 
fingers wipe on both, and, hands (I had hand me)

and along the groin.
 - Well, - he says - liter.
 - Hey! So it will not. Liter - is counting on dick
lying, while in the recumbent form, as, for example, in the cold
Sea. And the stand-up should be three times as much. And I'm 
still in good conscience I ask.

 - Well, two liters - said Kizma - and not an ounce more.
 Here I am with alcohol forever. A saving both simple: rub
lying, and I fucked your rationalization proposals and awards
for them. I, the whore, the most valuable thing in itself give 
science! I would America had long since had a dacha in the 
resort, "Lincoln" and other property. And I, a whore, no dead 
souls scoring State as Chichikov, a fresh, native sperm. 
Hooley, I wound up, between way? And do not dick with me 
savings grow! I - a man! You I zaley alcohol - I did the very 
first drink I will not. And then podebyvaet every bitch that I 
did in life alcoholized decided. Crablouse! If it were not for 
me, they would not be a thesis protected, and their asses on 
the briefing from the Director. On my dick hold. In short, our 
institution - research institutes - and the ugly about it no. 
Not that either in prison or in Moorea.  And yet again, 
masturbation in the end destroys the life of the nervous 
system. And that strengthens - stool. Well, okay. Prior to the 
full destruction still far away. Cheers. You hava. This 
stellate sturgeon and caviar I have for you today, especially 
left. Well, here so. Black, by the way, I have no respect. I 
diathesis from it. Ass is stained and scratched - the horror 
as, and calcium should be drunk, and he, a bastard, very 
bitter. Well, that's right. About a snack then still in dreams 
was not. I go, so in the morning Institute, a numbered hang 
with mashki not to be confused, because I'm afraid personally 
fuck and depositing sperm bullshit move, as now speak, or to 
spin the dynamo. Accustomed. Decided Kizme ultimatum to the 
present.  - You're - say - to work a simple energy wasting, and 
I am very home, and I when I finish, the legs could barely 
stand and the stomach Sucks. Can I live somewhere else for 
fifteen years, and you bitches, guzhevatsya.

 And Kizmy experiments were successful, he even joked at times -
Monument to put my cock crank it to get up from
the first rays of the sun. In the old days such monuments have 
been, but their demolished. Shy, crablouse. And who shy? After

member Kiruha, if you look, the main thing. More important than 
brains. We're a million years ago, moved a no brains, and 
huyami. Brains well developed. Yes, if it were not so, and the 
rocket would not be on the dick similar, but on the ass and out 
of it just to stink and roar went. Itself however, not only to 
the moon ... In general, Hooley said. Remember me word. You'll 
see when the brain has nowhere else to be evolve, there will be 
a general fucked. Stand at the time did not will even the most 
fools like you and me. All only will give the oak, and in 
hospitals and in Suite pootkryvayut flower shops and venochnye 
stores. And on the streets under their feet shavings will 
rustle. Joiners begin. Okay. Hooley you shnifta disclosed. 
That's not soon, and total fucking still will not take place. 
But of this we still ahead.

 I say Kizme, they say, bid up: me and pribarahlitsya 
necessary, and TVs will soon begin to produce, and then again 
going to steal or on a trolley bus driver "insect" to learn. 
Though from its pocket out with it, and I'll be a private 
spermatozoa drag. Two thousand and a half to get want.

 - Okay. Sacked two cleaners. Will arrange for you

   moonlighting.
 - Well, really, fuck am I work on sex work!
 - You will be a number, and will remove the other laboratory 
technicians, 

   clear?
 - It's another matter.
 - Your appetites grow, I must say.
 - What-oh, whore? - I say.
 - Well, well, do not be angry. I after all and ten thousand at 
you do not mind. Now, if I won the Nobel Prize, you heaps decent

amount. And now the time in our science complex and difficult. 
Give God, the experience of one to bring the end! Tomorrow we 
will begin.