The bullet flew and...

He comes to the passport table and says:
I would like to change my name.
He was surprised to ask:
What is your name?
And it is fast!
Which do you want?
Yippidy yi yi yippity yay!

I read comments on social networks with great pleasure. A little post about the war and darkness of the people scandals about their hostility.
They’ll call home and they’ll go right away. All of us! by Pizzo! In both hands with a straw. And no one will go away deceived! Pindos are cursed! Fuck the fuck! We will buried! He killed this sock (his house trumpeted!) Banned on the territory of the Russian Federation and fuck her mother! So louder music play victory, we have won and the enemy runs, runs, runs!!!
One hero in full seriousness wrote that he was ready to share the fate of General Karbyshev. It will be frozen by the call of departure.
I breathe with relief when I read this. There are still healthy forces in the country ready to protect my peaceful sleep! It cannot not please.
However, some doubts still flourish.
Napoleon said that the main condition for success is practice. Well, that is, everything needs snoring, hardening, training.
Therefore, sometimes I am interested in the compatriots who entered in terrible cries - say, in which regiment Ishmael was taken? How many bits in the example?
Answers are vague. The most polite people remember their grandfather, the rest turn to “you” and about me.
Sykvel Karbyshev so in general...I just asked if he was a follower of Porfiry Ivanov? Do you often dive into the doorstep and sleep in the refrigerator? So heated in response, the passionary, that if the Germans watered him with water on the frost, he would squeeze and steam for an hour, not less.
I noticed that the voices of the frontmen in the general confident choir are not heard at all. Some officers are whitewashed or staff, if they served.
Those who have been under fire have less enthusiasm.

Fortunately, I did not pay the international debt to anyone. Because I did not occupy. I really had to turn around.
But I had to go under fire. Unforgettable impressions.
For the first time I was struck by love.
The 90s.
I was dragged by the freedom of mind, then I walked into the CDH bar, full of females. Intellectual, liberal and siberian, aesthetic and glamour.
I was wearing pink silk costumes. still ashamed. The uniform of a successful mid-hand suitener, I have to admit, I went very well. I realized this recently when I looked at the photos of those years with the lamp under the blanket. My wife will laugh.
And here I come out of the car, full of myself, a defender of the oppressed, a fighter of the disagreed, I put a shoe of python's skin on the ground, and here over my head:
Oh Yeah Yeah! BZ to BZ!
I got back in the summer.Where was all the whaling going? The inner zig-zag raised the copt and I crushed. literally. He jumped from the spot through VAZ 2109.
I stumbled nose to nose with the killer. I think I am fucking. and here...
Fuck, has he dropped the gun? What a circus? Where did I get such an alternate gifted soulmate?
While the murderer, squeezed by his mother, slipped on the asphalt in search of the crime tool, (he seemed to have yet to say, "Well... a minute... I am now") -I still sent him a foot into the channels. The rush broke out, the assassin fell to the ground.
So, a gun-T-CAP, is it useful, where to drag the gun? In the bushes? What was there in the army about the intelligence in the prospectus wrote?...Passengers like there is in the car, the skull too, now let’s figure out who I didn’t care about...
I turn the body.
Cash is you?
The mummy...
In space I sit on the body of a murderer. His legs shaken by surprise. I smoke. by Kesha? With a gun? This thick jelly-shaped intelligent eye-shaped Jewish knur? Victim of a loving grandmother and music school? The man with the face of a donkey? The picture of the world shattered in the seams.
The body moved slightly.
Do you hear, Karakasov, what are the outbreaks?
NNNNNN...
Why a ninja? Should I marry? Do you have a shooting license? During the Gone Period? and?
Nina loves you said.
What kind of Nina?! to
and mine.
I began to remember Nina. She was such a sick lady that she always looked at me with the sad eyes of an undone cow. With a blatant reproach.
Are you an idiot? I do not know her!
She said it would be yours.
I strangely try to put a cigarette in my mouth and find that I have not smoked the former one. People who are more educated than I would call this state cognitive dissonance. Without me they married me. They almost crashed.
What did I do Kesha? Nothing is.
He stood up and broke into the CDC. Where silently and harshly grabbed fateful Nina for her ass and pulled her into the car. Without saying a word, she fulfilled her predictions. Nothing special, as it turned out. Breasts, of course, o-go, but to lose weight would not bother. I would not give for such a life. I would negotiate.
He threw the fateful out of the car and went to look for Behemot. I needed to eat urgently.
By the way, it was expected to be a Chinese shit. In fact, I did not expect anything else from this past.Ele sold $500 to some idiot.
...
The second time was harsher.
Again the 90s.
I go along Leninsky and I see that near Havana, two lines confuse the third with the legs. In the 90s, it was a pretty ordinary picture. I am parking. I like to watch such scenes. Think of yourself as a strategist, seeing the fight from the side.
He has a pretty familiar hairstyle. The long hair for which he is dragged. This is Dan!
Not to say that they are friendly, but they are known by preference in the coffee shop. No family soul. Must be registered. I take out the baseball bat, and relentlessly steal to the picturesque three. in the back.
I beat the first beat on the knee. is ready. The devil cries on the asphalt, the babysitter sick leg. Broken-not broken, I don't know, but a month exactly from this type you can't expect trouble. I turn to the second and the pillar. He pulled out the gun. A caliber of an elephant. The shot!
I did not understand what happened. I seemed like I was rushing, and a bright red star flew through my foreheads. But I remembered it later. At that moment, the brain turned off and the legs turned on. Within half a second I had already turned away from the car on Leninsky. After three bullets, I’t catch it anymore. Cossack in the field is easy. Not a feared Jew. The town has ceased to be familiar. I flew through an unknown landscape, the wind whispered in my ears. I remember the pictures blurred. Here I am breaking through the bushes. There was a bunch of dogs behind me, but it quickly retreated. and exhausted. The most stubborn sewing hanging out the tongue whispered next to another two minutes. She did not have enough breathing. Suddenly the subway flew out. The new chickens. People jumped off my trajectory like carpenters. The grandmothers swallowed. Behind the back, in the distance, a sad police whisper was heard. In his tone prevailed notes of hopelessness.
Here the old lady, jumping on the bench, shouts "Cross to you, Satan!!!" It is a sign of signs.
I woke up somewhere in the courts between Warsaw and Sevastopol. Wandered a long time. I was surprised to find a baseball ball in my hand.
Now I understand what the people are crazy about me. Ambal at such a speed, with a beat, and with such expressive eyes...
When I came out, I found a hole in the leather jacket. 3 in diameter. I thought long. Then it came to me that I was shot from a signal rocket. SP-44 is the most likely. It was offensive. He is single! This whole marathon was wasted. I could make the shooter completely unpunished. but. Their brains were only turned on after 5 kilometers.
I was surprised to find that I had broken my jeans. and half. He ran very quickly, Patty. I did not think it was possible.
Fortunately, the car was not injured. Elijah touched her. The clock walked back, covering the clock. Three minutes later, as I thought.
The next day I met Dan. His face expressed great admiration. Well, how much anything can express the face that is beaten on the asphalt.
You gave it, old man. My husband and I were so upset. The one whose leg you broke has stopped. You’re here, and you’re there! And not there.
He melted on the separator and disappeared. It is dematerialized. The Gopniks were so demoralized by your departure in English that they didn’t touch me. We waited for the ambulance and left. But you scattered! I’ll have to go to the sprinters. To defend the homeland on short distances.
In the short? I jumped to Bolotnikovskaya without slowing down!
You are a star! Then in the middle.
and ah. If at the start athletes were shot from a rocket, we would have such results... Without any doping.
Do not speak!

Why did I write this? To the fact that he sits on the couch and writes "We will boldly go to battle!" One man. And the fires he has over his ear, and he will jump over the tent, he will remember the runaway, quite another.
But in vain.
Those who have been shot know that. And those who were not, but convinced of their own courage to explain nothing in words.
The gun is easy. With one shot, everyone will understand. Do not bring God.