About an irrevocably leaving dispute
This topic does not carry the goals of offending someone, but only offers to look at one of a thousand possible options for the development of events in which discussion of all familiar topic can come to a logical end.
Kacha airfield. Peninsula Crimea. End of March 2013.
The southeastern warm wind walked across the endless field, lazily tilting the grass and weeds to the ground, and stumbled upon a military equipment that interfered with this occupation, which is strictly allocated to it by the location plan, it was still located on the territory that he was blowing now, which is why the wind seemed to be angry and blew stronger. People in Zelenka in small groups of three or four people scurried around each of the cars, some ran and went from one to the other and all this was accompanied by loud conversations, cries and orders that were a little at a distance, behind a small mound in the northwest of the entire “driving”, lost their clarity and dissolved in the goul of the wind.
Just on it, very conveniently hiding from both the weather and from the eyes of the “bosses”, either they sat with comfort, or a couple of “pierced” fighters lay, laying down the jackets under themselves. Unlike a shabby form in the “field” of most of their colleagues, they were dressed, it seemed, in the sets that had just been issued to them. Moreover, the sets of the old model, to which the pixels from Yudashkin did not reach the camouflage colors of which.
In the sky, very low above the hill of the rumble of wind, with interspersed of barely audible notes of votes, drowned out of the Su-27 airfield, which had rushed to him a little dreary views of both soldiers.
“Soon I will also fly away from here,” Timur Tatar Tamur said thoughtfully.
– Uuu. But what about railway romance? Conductors, young neighbors on reserved seat? – in surprise asked with a hairstyle “under the Trochka” fair -haired neighbor in the hill Nikita. He looked away a little faster from the plane, continuing to work on the perfect shape of his nails in his arms.
– The young neighbors on the reserved seat will be other "demobilization" that will turn the entire car into the barracks. And on … I have such happiness before Kazan, nickname? I, you, adept x … box, barely tolerate.
– What, Pysyushkin, Again for the old? – laughing, laughing, slightly rubbing his shoulder, which took on an immediate friendly reaction to mockery – not a day of the remaining twenty -eight without a dispute?
– Already twenty -seven, XBashknik! However, it is not surprising, you are a humanitarium!
– And then you give a mathematician bl … the great! Remind, TI, who exchanged rubles at the rate of 8 for the hryvnia almost a year ago?
After this phrase, both laughed without even paying attention to another flying plane.
– Yes, I just don’t understand how you, an educated person, moreover, a teacher of the Russian language and literature, can seriously consider the purchase of a console, the logo of which is the letter "HA"!
– Oh, how we spoke. Let’s see how much you will continue to continue this entertaining discussion. For, firstly, this is not "HA!", A X, And secondly, even if you see in it this beautiful letter of the Russian alphabet, behind it I see exceptionally good words. She is Good In all aspects!
– And what is she Good? Outdated disco not reading Blu-ray discs? Or can be a design? -Seeing how Nick puts his nails in order, Ty took out a rag and an expensive cream for shoes, and began to put the berets in order,-someone kicked a cardboard box, and the resulting sketched under the project.
– You impose on me your subjective point of view, with which I categorically disagree! And if you look at the “objectively” gamepad three hundred and sixty at times better than this of your shock! And in general, the main thing is the promotion of technology. “Kinect”, for example, gives a new experience in managing the game at all without Joy … ahem … gamepad! And you will be forced to jump near your TV with two … luminous at rounded tips … oblong ..
– Oh, I would like to see how you wave your hands in front of the TV. I will play in the excellent exclusive projects ..
– Eh … again we returned to the dispute about what is better, Halo or Killzone, anch or bolts, and Heavy rain or cinema! Well, let’s do this time justify … we will observe, comparing, we will?
This is from under Zil, “parked” by https://spinmywincasino.uk/mobile-app/ the hill, the mechanic Vanya suddenly could not stand. The machine with the 1977 model radar station has not started for a day, and Vanya, all in fuel oil and oil only did what was digging under a monstrous truck, in futile attempts to search and solve the problem. And when his condition under a pile of iron reached a critical point of boiling, he just needed to throw all this somewhere. And now, sticking out his head and shoulders from under ZIL, he, in some places, is black, like a chimney sweep, decided to “join the discussion”, making a warlike grimace.
– Tell me what the joke is to sit here, in the ass itself and every bitch of God’s day to argue about the consoles that you never had! You did not play these games, did not jump around the plasm, Why are you every day Argue?! What is the joke?!
– Well … to each his own, Wan. – with an ironic smile, looking at the plague fur, said Timur
-Van, X-Box or Sonya. – Nikita asked just as ironically, smiling.
– Van, you don’t understand ..
– trembling with clumsy assemblies your conscious choice … – and both guys laughed fervently and sincerely, repulsing each other "five".
– In you, the key to 16 or 18 throw?!
– Come on thirty, what! Current, Vanya, the main thing is not to get out, otherwise we only put a spare shape. – with difficulty speaking of laughter, said Nikita.
– Oh, you only dressed the uniform … Now we will decorate it ..
Vanya hid under the car, took a bucket full of black work, got out with him on the other side of the hill, so that the “jokers” would not come to his senses, and rushed to the hill to two “consolers”.
The senior midshipman Kupchak walked from one combat vehicle to another. State of middle -aged and tall, with a dense mustache, which he was unusually proud, already at the very end of the service was transferred to the coastal part, which, however, did not complain much to grief. The only thing he did not like was to travel to the Fields, where the old midshipman was forced by him: “shit with "Boots" knead". So now he was sadly and thoughtfully watched what was happening, and, immersed in his thoughts, slowly ended up at the hill, behind which he clearly heard the swearing.
He calmly but quickly walked around the hill, finding a picture in front of him that he smiled at the same time and surprised him. Chumazy "Senior sailors" Lazarev and Alaev bowed under ZIL and swore loudly, using the most sophisticated epithets with all known roots. And under the machine there was a mocking laughter. Sometimes incomprehensible words slipped from the stream of mat, such as “Pkashnik” and “pinegers”
– B … siphilis and snakes porch! – loudly reported his presence "Crown" Kupchak, to which the "Starmos" quickly stood up and turned "in all its glory" to the midshipman. Former a great and well -groomed form in the morning, was extremely dirty. Wet black spots were literally everywhere, spreading along the camouflage and becoming more. – What is happening here? Where is the commander of the department?
– excommunicated with comrade captain, comrade senior midshipman! – Lazarev reported.
– I see, what are you doing here?
– We help the sailor Petrov repair ZIL. – answered Alaev.
– Yes? – Kupchak smiled slyly, squinting his eyes, coming close to the soldiers that they were doused from head to toe with black work – commendable! Well done! If you solve the problem, then everyone together, yes?
– That’s for sure, Comrade Senior Miceman!
– Well, they got out that? Petrov, they fixed the car?
– Not at all! -the voice of Petrov was heard somewhere below.
– Well then, climb to Petrov, help further. And I’ll sit here. Place, get along.
The guys looked at each other frowned, then silently sat down and slowly climbed near Zil to Petrov. So climbed so that the latter turned out to be between two fires.
– Nikita Andreyevich, as there, in your opinion, a philologist, a very big problem is emerging?
“It is not clear, Comrade Senior Midsman,” looking at Ivan with an evil grin, Nick reported.
– And in your opinion, Timur Baphtimerovich, as a lawyer?
– It is difficult to make out so far, comrade senior midshipman! – looking frowning at his part at the “goal”, reported TI
– Vanya, well, what do you say?
– everything will be! – Petrov answered enthusiastically.
– Well, sort it out, sailors! – Kupchak said cheerfully, – you have a lot of time before dinner.
“Guys …” the mechanic said quietly, “I understand everything, but you will not get out of here before dinner without me. Yes, and the extra hands will not hurt here … So, this, I bring my sincere apologies, was wrong. World?
Two not strong blows flew at the same time on two sides, which is why Ivan squeaked a little. However, after this, the "old -sized" looked at each other, sighed heavily, and also in a whisper, in a whisper, answered
– World. How to help?
The mustachioed midshipman at that time opened the door of the truck salon, and very conveniently sitting in the cabin, began measuredly:
– And for now I will tell you the story. So that you are not bored.
We once walked at Moscow and the Lawyer was guarded by one Japanese. Another name was such interesting for this private company … "Nintendo" seems ..
Kupchak poisoned stories in the cab, the guys sat cramped below him, trying to get out faster, along the way, laughing at the stories of the mustachioed midshipman. The wind still tapped the grass to the ground. Military aircraft took a departure after departure.
