RIP #08 09 августа 1998

Юмор

Marazm - UFO2 - Devils without a bottom (broken shipments in the second ruyu week is dedicated to the game ...)

(C) Werewolves


    Spoiled shipments in the second week of the game is devoted 
... 


                         - UFO II -

                      (Devils without a bottom)

 - Sir, allow me to report - a slightly swollen face Wind brake 
fluid was pushed into the cabin of Major.  - Oh! I-I, visit the 
Dar - Hans von Strasse hastily pulled for solidity of the 
helmet.  - It's certainly not my thing - voice, sneak, mumbled 
Wind - But Santana smog disappeared again.

 - More?
 - Almost. The door to the plowing, the bastard left. The whole 
ship sunk.  - Well, well. Although wet cleaning carried out.

 - Duc ... - The wind stopped short, almost betraying about the 
fact that, along with Santana gone brake fluid.  - What, Duc? 
In general, I've been wanting to ask you. Dar, who you are 
nationality?  - Ummm ... Indian - found Darr.

 - Hmm ... Really?
 - Exactly, exactly! His childhood in the jungle - Wind said 
nostalgically, remembering a book about Tarzan.  - Really?

 - I ran I used to in the jungle - has started to lie Wind - A 
range of Barb, krakodily and sunflowers. And I'm barefoot for 
vodka in a neighboring tribe. And so fast run that only the 
wind howling in my ears ... For Age is nicknamed. Wanted: Fast 
mountain sheep, but I'm running on the sand, too.  - Barefoot 
say?  - What is - barefoot!

 - Well, now remove the socks.
 - Why?
 - Check. Hmm ... What's your dirty feet, Dar. I suppose, as
came from the jungle, so they, and not washed.
 - Soap - red Wind - When getting a corporal - washed.
 - And now who are you?
 - Mayor.
 - A disgrace. Four of us and all the majors ... Well, that 
Santana?  - Can, Sir!

 - Does the outside?
 - Yes. I suspect that the fishing went.
 - Where?
 - Well tromozn ... Eating a whole has already eaten.
 - Just around the sand and anchor. Where he saw the fish there?
 - Says, in water.
 In the cabin filled up sozzled Nathan de Pierrefonds.
 - Ccc-er!
 - Stop Nathan, toilet right.
 - Sssasibo ... - Nathan muttered stunned and fell out of the 
cabin. Until hearing could be heard for a long time to fall 
from a ladder.  - Dar, where Nathan had found staircase here? 
After the ship floor!  - Hamit, Sir!

 Nathan realized that he lopuhnulsya stairs and tried to depict 
the flow of water in the toilet.  - I order you to immediately 
send a team to search for smog.  - How many people use?

 - Everyone!
 - Three of us, sir ...
 - Here are three of them and bring down - muttered Hans.
 - Yes, but the three of us together with you.
 - It's always ...

 - Sir, let me ...
 - Good gift, I see ... Nathan, stop snoring. You will frighten 
all Akvatoidov what we eat then?  - Hans ... Excuse me, sir. I 
do not see anyone - scratched behind his ear through the suit, 
muttered Nathan.  - There he is, poor thing. Climbed onto the 
roof ... Ah, - sighed Hans - a young ...

 Akvatoid verescha of fear swept over the roof and threw in a 
proceeding rotten cucumbers.

 - Dar, gather cucumbers until they surfaced - ordered Hans.
 - Sir, why cucumbers are flying so well? We-are kind of under 
water are.

 - Stop the build of a wiseacre and ask stupid questions.
 - Yes, but ...
 - They fly?
 - Fly.
 - This is going.
 - No wonder you're the chief Sir, - said respectfully Wind - 
such educated!

 - Position requires ... You go right. Stairs should be
there.
 Bypassing the construction, wind found no stairs. Small 
Akvatoid dragged her onto the roof and dirty swearing in 
Esperanto arranged dances: a cross between gapakom and 
breakdancing.  - Savage - threw up his hands, Hans.

 - Sir, - Nathan raised his voice - seems to me now, to vomit.
 - Stop Nathan! Pull yourself together, you're a soldier!
 - Yes, but ...
 - Panic and fear I will not tolerate! Here you drink alcohol 
...  Glass in the helmet Nathan strangely dimmed. Wind 
gleefully rubbed in the mind of his hands. It is immediately 
noticed and Hans shook his head:  - Are not you ashamed, Dar!


 Santana smog hung the helmet on the anchor, lay on the algae 
and idly watching the float. The fish do not bite fiercely. For 
the tenth time it was overclocked, but every time I pass an 
anchor.  - Biting? - Heard over the ear.

 - Uh-uh - said Santana.
 - On what you catch?
 - Well if that's the one bite, then on the ear. And eat raw.
 - Class! You can next cast my line?
 - Of course, two of fun.
 Tashot swung his rod and threw away in seaweed. Thinking
with the second, he shot from the left hook anchors hat Santana.
 - Can I have your?
 - Yeah, just keep himself going.
 - Thank you - politely thanked Tashot and pulled out a box
small crystals.
 - A new bait? - Asked Santana.
 - I want to try Zerbayt - said Tashot and spat, primagnitil 
crystals on the hook.  - How it all? - A minute later asked 
Santana.  - Well, sometimes - willingly responded Tashot - Here 
is the ship escaped.  - Oh!

 - Guzzle nothing. Akvatoidy oborzeli just want us for meat!
 - Bastards - Agreed Santana - A lot of them out there with you?
 - Yes, fruits ... Superior race.
 - Can otodolzhite couple? We also golodnyak.
 - Yes for God's sake! You when you last performed an operation 
to capture?  - One week ago. Hans von Strasse, if in a dream 
saw Maria Petrovna with torpedo tubes. So as soon as utryani 
...  - Ah! Yes, yes. Remember. You still have such curly hair, 
drink, and the hatch to us was bursting. Faces showing, and 
then fell asleep.  - Exactly! This is Nathan, you give us it 
was still night under the door is put.  Both loud neighing.

 - Silence. Seems to bite - Tashot whispered.
 Anchor a few times and started slowly began to sink into the 
sand. Uhvativshis for a chain with float, Santana and Tashot, 
grunting, slowly pulled back to anchor.

 - Fell off! - Santana was in an uproar.
 - And ate the bait! - Posted by Tashot.
 - Mednonogov ... - Strain the two ...


                                 ... To be continue. May be ...