(C) Werewolves
- Vodka Rulez!
- That's right. Free! - In Virtual glade rang out: "chpok.
- And the glasses?
- Glasses? - Windows look around.
- I knew it, - Ms-Dos hurt look on his version and sad.
- Guys! Well you're in kind of Che? - Tr-Dos rose from the
ground - also I found the problem. Let's take a throat!
- "Who invited him?" - Flashed across Wind'y.
- Well, no, we're civilized system - his voice MS-Dos, -
this is not serious, I suggest pouring in cd-ROMs.
- Just pour to the brim! - Yelled Tr-dos.
- Ash-bit - Windows grunted and poured himself and Ms-Dos'u in
the rom, to the edge. - Well, where is your?
- SchA! - Thundering connectors, Tr-Dos pulled antediluvian
floppy drive, a which is completely out of place at his side
hung a piece of paper: "Electronics" and mischievously smiling,
recalled - to the brim! - "That son of a gun", - Windows sad
to compare the sizes and rom'a drive - should be at leisure to
put the same after all Different situations are ...", - vodka
in the drive hold as the three cd-rom'ah.
- Oh che, should toast to say whether, - Ms-Dos looked at
Wind'y. - "For Bill Gates and Microsoft" - opened his mouth to
Windows ... Tr-dos loudly blowing his nose in the screen area
and yelled: "Amiga Rulez! Spectrum Forever! ", After which the
dashingly poured the entire contents of the drive, a printer
buffer. Windows and Ms-Dos blankly froze with rom'ami in his
hands. - Eeeee! For Spectrum Forever do not want to drink? -
Tr-Dos menacingly looked at both. - Want! - Afraid zavopeli
both systems and infused vodka, bypassing ports directly to the
hard drive. - Do not believe it guys! Yesterday, two bits
beat. They are bastards yelling that them in byte 768. Well,
not arrogance? - Tr-Dos smugly rolled couple lived in the train
and lit it. - Sometimes - his voice cheerful Windows, - I
yesterday shut down without waiting for my permission. So I
have this in my head if you run happened ... Brrr, - Windows
winced. - Yes, you're out of luck, - Tr-Dos got the second
bottle - and me yesterday instead of 12 and 5 volt pull up in
the radio line! Oh I had fun! All mikruhi knocked out, the
drive burned, and finally to the speaker nonsense started to
wear. - Cool! - Confirmed Ms-Dos, - probably a lot of money
repairing them flew?
- Oh, just little things. We have a full understanding, they
told me I them. In general a complete inverse!
- Daaaaa-aah. But when Bill Gates ... - Began to remember
Windows.
- ROMs on the table! - Barked Tr-Dos and first put his drive.
- Guys, - Ms-Dos frowned, looking at the filled to the brim
rom, - though some would zakus, or I, with pace, hover.
- I only cursors have, - Windows pulled from his pocket
a handful of arrows.
- Oh, a trifle that Luskan, - Tr-Dos fumbled on the drives and
pulled Honey Commander, - mix with the cursor, cool out. To
get a lot, despite the protests of Ms-Dos'a, it was decided
smear on his broad markers. - Amiga rulez! Spectrum forever! -
Again yelled Tr-Dos and drank. Wind'a and Ms-Dos quickly
overturned his ROMs. - Step, yeah Step circle .... - Kerf
covox, tightened Tr-Dos. Windows, whose sound blaster stayed
home, rested his chin in his fist and frowning, deep voice
howled. Ms-dos tried in time to snap beep'erom, but the spit,
and just let the tears and began to quietly whine.
- ... And Rodney as well, I do not know-but-no, what have
Speccy was the end - finished Tr-Dos. - Yes, Che is there to
say, - Windows poured the last bottle of rom'am, - all the
platforms are good ... - Amiga Rul ... - Began Tr-Dos, but the
marker with arrows carefully shove into the open mouth,
Ms-Dos'om not given complete. - Home! - Windows raised rom, -
something we are increasingly emulirovavalis all together!
Three different systems are loudly cracked rom'ami and
dashingly hryapnuv vodka gone: everyone does their job.
