Destroyable Bees, or “Remembering the Lambada”

I will not even watch what these "bees" were there (the sensation of the last day of the planet, there are no more problems in the world!) Now I have only read about the "open movements that were taught by schoolgirls" - out, everything is clear, and there is nothing to read here - it remains only to hope.
Hopefully this nonsense will somehow calm down and come to a common denominator.

When I was studying at school, there was a wild rally of restructuring in the courtyard, and thanks to God, no “disgraceful dance movements of schoolgirls” surprised, frightened, or disappointed the teaching staff of my school. I think it was 1990.

The country saw “Lambada”.

So, we showed that "lambada" in the program "Before and After Midnight", and we then lived in a wave-easily - to make a new, non-Soviet, we will see, and the whole country is impressed.

Imagine how impressed people were by this video.

If before that, since the appearance of calves in the apartments, people only saw the Gensek, Russian folk dances, the "Shared Circle" with African masks, well, and ballet.
And even Pugachev. And for a while - Aguzarov, the holy.
These were the most scandalous phenomena. Pugacheva is such a kind of sex symbol, and Jeanne is a city crazy.

Lambada made Pugachev. This is a sex symbol! - and drink, drink edak from the screen.
It was, tree sticks, a killing force!

Well, and, of course, our high school girls learned all this matter – hey, you, the new century kids, our girls didn’t have a youtuber to carefully consider this magnificent ass-motion, they watched the video exactly once! In the telecast! In black and white, I’m sure. At that time in my village there were most black and white calves. And believe me, Lambada after that was not shown from morning to night! Maybe somebody on the video and recorded, but not the fact (the view was also something like...eeeee...oh. I do not know. Short, rare and expensive.

At the contest "Nastenka", dedicated to the holiday "8 March", the girls blasted it all.
The guys stood up.
The guys watched standing.

The only sanction from the staff of the school - the team of the eleventh "A" wanted to reduce the rating "for wickedness". But the teachers themselves were red and looked guilty. There were also Soviet teachers.

The next day, as usual, I walked through the lessons, sitting in the library, between the shelves. I read there. I was better there.
Tolstenna Rusica and her colleagues temperatively discussed yesterday’s performance of their students. Especially because one of the schoolchildren did not get to the "Nastenka" - she was told everything. And the thick Russian tried to depict "this is the pope." The shelf swung, and I was afraid that I would either be found or drowned.

Comrades, citizens, and even bees would not have fallen to anyone if modern journalists did not worry so much about their piece of bread and honey.
They just have nothing to write about. There are no real problems in the country.
If these writers were taken away from blogs and video hosts, they would probably be extinct.