Тема #250307

If you woke up early with an unusual feeling
From what consol you, roughly poking you in the stomach
This does not fire, not the Typhoon, not the flood
But only, only the morning, but at night - New Year!

Shake your head, gather my thoughts in a bunch
There are still in stock time - a lot of cases you
Revenge of the family a long time is ripe, something occubuit
In order to remember the passing of the Old Year.

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If dad brought in a three-liter jar of alcohol,
Dilute the tea, what would the house was brandy
Heartily add pepper in a container, where booze is poured,
In order not to have guests screaming that attacked them tetanus!

Dad will even be pleased with enjoy the silence
And nobody will say a word, however, as he
Only air through the mouth grabbing will by itself be proud of,
As very vigorous got booze!

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If my mom asked me to chop a bucket of potatoes,
Boil eggs fifty and cut the sausage -
Mom wants Olivier, and not just there, Hodgepodge...
But fears tears with SOPEMI - bow tickles her nose.

Do not deny my mother, you son - her joy
Pokersite, stir, season with salt, and then
Pouring mayonnaise do not forget firecrackers
Lay the salad deeper, with protocom under the table.

And when the midnight and the cuckoo's beak restavit,
Will satirical Chimes, and the neighbors will squeak
Prod wire in the battery - Olivier "the Miracle will show" -
Will eachnet the salute, so that the walls will tremble!!!

There would be Jolly! Mom cute smile,
But the smile unusual, and like grin:
All in the potato pieces with mayonnaise muck in the ear,
Will blinks happiness - her eyes peas hit.

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If grandpa decided to become a slave of officialdom:
Hair and shave, and get my coat,
But you, on New Year wanted Santa Claus,
I beg to inform you - get! With the Santa Claus all well!

Pancratitis quietly to the bathroom, replace the quickly Bank
With shaving mousse, which he always uses,
On the bottle foam (half litre tin),
Grandfather and sigh will not be able, as will hang beard.

The foam tightly will take on the cheeks and chin,
Yes, and with the bristles form a monolith.
It remains only to throw grandfather Martovskie clothes -
Red Matochkin robe in the bathroom hanging.

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If grandma's whole life was some salt and matches,
Sugar, yeast, candles, soap and washing powder
You want grandma to cure her bad habits,
"The surplus-appropriation system" here to help so - called "therapeutic shock"

Call uncle Kolya, one that the mash drives,
Fisherman Andrew too and friend ass:
Give them her "hiding-place," i.e. digging on the balcony
Supposedly useful for them to be "trodden down path":

Nikolai need sugar, and yeast, like,
Not to buy, and take no money, for free, for free.
And Andrew - salt fish. Pop wanted - small candle factory,
And my grandmother bulk precious dermis.

Let them come at night to the house on Popovsky the hearse,
In the darkness it is as if - Commissar "Funnels".
A few feet in the door of our little "huts",
And when the door opens, all home knocked down.

Next: fake arrest, search and questioning,
All believe that returned repressive time
His grandma I will pay, but what is happiness,
What good withdrawing from the balcony, suddenly disappear "garbage".

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About the guests won't - Alcohol their hard iced.
Colom, apparently, was named in his throat Papin "Vintage cognac"
I let it SOPAC as marmots in suspended animation,
Hands to let the table do not pull! Not feed them - Konak.

However, the festival was a success, he Flew one time
And it would be nice to sleep - Your energy is zero
You will see in a dream that suddenly became President
And your new Year Old escort in the Kremlin :))