The New Year Accident.

Recently, we discussed who was in which accidents. The most remembered. The people with their frighteners reminded me of my PDD instructor in the auto school. It was an emergency epoch. Homer’s car accident His words began in different ways, but were reduced to one sentence:
And here because of the turn of Kamaz, loaded with bricks!
This sacred avenger was worn by him from one story to another with an unforgiving punitive object. Azrail, Erini and Malakh ha-Mavet worked there as three-shift conductors.
Further followed the apocalyptic pictures of the results of the encounter of another offender with this hammer of the Torah on the wheels. "There was a sea of corpses and the living envy the dead" Usually described the distance from the reproductive organs to other parts of the stupid body.

My story was not so bloody. In the 90s, I was invited to make a New Year in the garbage village. Kaban, General Pasha (http://vinauto777.livejournal.com/1509.html) and other right and left guards bought a village in the Kaluga region. The only local resident-grandfather was hired as a guard and arranged a living there under the motto of Jean-Jacques Rousseau - "Come forward to the monkeys!"
Stoves, wood, stoves, baths, diesel generators (a village without light) - the word "Idiotism of rural life" in its pure form. Usually they went there to rest from their wives, to flatter, "to hunt" (that is, to flatter-but with weapons) -or for the New Year (that is, to flatter-but with a tree and Snowmen on the Sabbath).

This time we drove 20 cars. Of the dumb people in the crowd were only I, the grandmother, and the director of the VJ Blues restaurant Kostya Solovyik. When turning on the Color Boulevard, Kostia, in order not to lag behind the column, broke into the yellow light and barely stumbled into the impatient BMW.
The column went to the side. Five daugs came out of BMW and immediately arranged a hippie.
They spoke as if Kosta had raped their native donkey without a row, no less.
The people came to the place of the slope and tried to agree.
Well guys, why are you nervous? Cars are whole, all alive, New Year on the nose - let's go out in peace!
“Eye, fuck me, I’m your mother fucking Russian!” Who are you cutting down, Pidaras? E to? I'm now calling - Cherez half an hour here 40 gigit budet, mom kyanus! They will tear your ass, Pedrosa! I understand, eh?
- Dear man, you would be more cautiously jongling with the words, whether or not the earth is round, cold in addition, an unequal hour - get cold...
What did you say?!Everything down to you, fuck, fuck! I will give you a half-hour kilianus and 40 gigits from the pizzas of the pizzas!

The people looked. Given that among the present five had the right to call the group "I'm afraid" around the clock, the threats of the day were impressive.
Well? Who will the Goblins be called?
General Pasha responded. I will check the combat readiness. Or they have already relaxed the brides there without supervision.
To his trouble, Daech turned out to be a man of words. Forty, not forty, but in half an hour the black and black of his fellow tribes roared around us. The situation warmed. Dagy had already mastery inspected our cars, some tried to enter the salon to the grandmothers, in a word, behaved outright.

As a result, the cavalry stuck somewhere in the hills. It smells fried. Pasha was deaf, promising subordinates anal punishments of a planetary scale.
Dagi, finally gathered and went to bring justice. I breathingly pulled the sapphire scarf from underneath the seat. "Eternally with these garbage seats-turned in the head-as needed, so damn you wait, and as they don't really need-as here as here. "
Most importantly, it is unclear what to do. With this arrangement, it is necessary to kill the animals seriously and the garbage will appear from minute to minute. How not to fall under the distribution of "allies"
So I know them. The duty of service will awaken from no such thing nor from this-and-sidi, born.
We all understand, but...
And to me, their short word "but" of 5 years in length did not hold up. With my brother to quench, of course, not sugar, but there at least everything is clear and no one's legal consciousness will play anywhere. We will see there. As long as I sit in the car, in the collective fighting need to get involved with a little weather. The practice is rich, chees.

...Dag just began to move from the descriptive part of the association of his tribe with ours to the preliminary lusts, as a result of a twist, crumbling and scratching, Ikarus, who was tired of life, fell with the tablet "Tambov" on the front glass.
Rust was scratched and ninja turtles were squeezed on the ground because of the ticks. at last.

Three minutes later, the picture delighted the eyes. Recently, the road was cleaned and the tractor left a meter of snow on the side. In this snowfall cooled 40 hot Dagestan heads. The fighters very slowly and not without artistic taste disassembled this ikebana from the fools. In the posture of a frightened stroke: a tower in the snow, a jacket out, wings blocked with wristbands fold over the figure. Anywhere to look.
The Soldier!
– and?
Get out of that between your legs.
How?
Let it run from the ass in the front.
And why?
The dick will be more beautiful.
You ask... Will it happen?
No, not so though. Both of them have the back to the front under the ass.
and so?
It is athletic! And another one?
Then came Pasha. I admired. He tightened the composition with a pinch in the last ass.
I was delighted to listen to the snowy sound. and repeated. Then we photographed in the background. Those who played the "slonika" as a child can imagine these images.

The group was built. The elder, sealed step, came to Pasha, gave honor and reported, prayed my son, arrived on your order, very pleased and await further instructions.
Pasha silently knocked his nail on the clock.
Dick Pazyk broke down, thief Major! The bus had to be stopped.
and he. Where are the passengers divided?
They were raised in the quilt. He hurried very much.
I declare gratitude!
I serve Russia.
Please return the bus.
It is! What to do with these? The drugs?Does the hand take a bag out of the pocket? The other pocket.
Do not need. Take them to the office, get them to the monkey. (In the RUBOP on the Shabolovka cages stood by the fence. In the fresh air, let the numbers cool down to the third. The heat hurts.
Eeee...
What is?
- So on the New Year "Chechens" are guarding - you have put them for the flight...
After Chechnya on the animals can not look quietly.
Well here. They will have fun. On whom to relieve the stress of traveling.
...
I think the support group said on January 3 that the day called them.

With New Year! Probably though.