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- Great! - Hello! Backfill
Hello, Varvara Stepanovna!
Ah, hello, hello
Hello, Nikolai Kharitonovich!
Great, guys! Oh, we indulge in beer in the morning
- Kharitonich! - Great, Uncle Misha!
Maybe a beer?
I have to go to work, son
Mit...
...I'm off to work
On
Mit...
...hear - Well
I cooked soup there, you eat
Do you hear?
On the window
Oh, this is Kissel. And this is Dema
Well, it’s necessary, and now it’s a pot-bellied guy
Bald as a knee and his wife is a bitch
And here he is and me. There's the blond one
Well, bro? Let's go in kind
The movie cool shoemaker is drunk. Turn off the light, turn it first
My father is a military pilot, my mother is a geologist
In the winter my father was transferred
to Komsomolsk-on-Amur for a promotion Mom
left with him Wrote that until my father
gets an apartment, my brother and I are
staying with our older sister Antonina Here
I imagine thin, pointy-nosed Antonina with a stroller
From which our long legs stick out
and cigarette smoke pours out
In this glorious year and to our town
there was a fresh breath of fashion
We cut colorful wedges into our trousers
grew Beatles hair
and in the evenings they swept the sidewalks with flares
And the girls cut their skirts so short
that the panties were sticking out
And the old women, seeing them, spat after them
That summer we fell in love with our classmate Dinka Ogurtsova
She had real boobs and not just a bra with cotton wool
She passed by and completely struck us down,
and she struck me down, and she struck down
Dema, but she didn’t hit Kiselya.
He was a believer, God didn’t tell him to.
She ranted past us with a string of tomatoes, and I
opened my mouth. I walked with her for 3 whole days.
And she was ready to give me
your heart burning with the fire of love
But evil fate separated us forever
Here is how it was:
Screams are heard
Fool!
You fool!
I’ll see it again: you’ll get it for a nickel
And my brother drove with Tanya from Brick
They were serious, even Antonina admitted this
I was proud of my brother. More than anything in the world
Even more than a father: he had a motorcycle
And he alone managed to recapture the girl from the brick factory Kodla
We're rushing down the main street
Brother in his father's pilot's jacket and helmet with number 13
Tanka pressed herself against him, and I held her by the shoulders.
And carefully closing my eyes with happiness I sniff her hair
One day he said he had a deal
and he'll be back in a minute
And so that we would wait for him.
He left and never returned. I clearly remember how
my brother raised his arm bent at the
elbow, either saying goodbye, or showing a turn.
And we are standing next to Tanka.
Tanka looks boredly through me and waits for him.
And instead of him came Sergeant Major Uncle Misha
And he said that he crashed stupidly
about the only pillar on the whole road
And that this always happens to those
who doesn't respect traffic rules
Tanka and I every day all summer
went to this ill-fated pillar
And it was remembered
How we squat
near a pillar charred on one side
With a paper wreath screwed on with wire
And one day she left
and never came back no matter how long I waited
And then... The summer has faded, burned away
And the 1st of September came
- Hello, Matilda Vyacheslavovna! - Hello! Hello!
Well, everyone lined up in one line
Come one at a time!
Closer, closer, closer
At home, let it go 10 centimeters Guseva, where
are you going? Everyone goes there and you too. Yes?
Aren't you ashamed? Go!
Hello, Matilda Vyacheslavovna!
Don’t squat, don’t squat, shy girl!
I? No Silence!
At the threshold of the class, Matilda was already waiting for us with a ruler in her hand.
Matilda had an astonishing figure: huge boobs
and at the back there seems to be a trailer of the same size as a counterweight
So when she walked into class,
it did not appear all at once, but in parts
First the swaying chest floated
Then she herself, and then everything else
The hair was pulled so tightly to the back of the head that it seemed
eyes and painted lips moved apart
Sit down, Glukhova
Pants...
maximum 22 centimeters
Skirts...
no higher than 15 centimeters
Where to measure from?
Measure...
...from the center of the kneecap, Ogurtsova!
I see
If someone has at least 1 centimeter more,
I'll send home for my parents
And no scrap metal!
This applies to you, Demin
This is a fashion alien to us
Moreover, you all know that our country
preparing for a big holiday
And you are getting ready, Demin!
Don’t you climb around the desks like you’ve found a treasure there
Kiselyov!
Have you thought...
...join the Komsomol?
Matilda Vyacheslavovna!
God doesn’t tell him: he won’t be allowed into heaven
Laughter
Lord, why are you in my class?
You ruin all the indicators
Sit down, Kiselyov
I should at least go to seminary or something
I would wear a cassock
and would bow on the floor all day long
Where are the glasses?
And more
Everyone knows that in the summer
an emergency has occurred
Get up, Kolyadko!
This stunner's older brother
10th grade student at our school
crashed on a motorcycle!
And I want to say that this is not an accident
It had to happen
sooner or later
Sit down, Kolyadko
My eyes would not look at you
At a time when your peers
sacrificed their lives for the ideals of the revolution
Fought in partisan detachments
performed feats in the name of the Motherland
Take at least...
Valya Kotik or Zina Portnova
Ulya Gromova or Oleg Koshevoy
Pavlika Morozova
This is who you should look up to!
Continue the lesson
This year...
...we have a lot of interesting topics...
...Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky. Novel "Crime and Punishment"
As Anatoly Vasilyevich Lunacharsky said
for the new man, born of the revolution and promoting...
- Let me have a look! - Fuck off, you can’t see it yourself
Wait, I’ll take a closer look now
Guys, what's going on there?
Wow!
Let me have a look!
Kolyadko, Demin, Kiselev
Diaries on the table and march out of class!
- Kolyad, from September 1st! - Oooh..
From where?
Stole from dad
he was drunk yesterday
Jeel!
Leave the ice cream
Jeel!
Why didn’t the astronauts really see your God?
I told you: it can only be seen with the soul
So they have a locator
Nope. He appears only to those who truly believe in him
That's nonsense. If I truly believe
that I have a motorcycle, Will a motorcycle appear to me?
- Wait, did you see him yourself? - Nope. I'm a sinner
Look! They say he's in the village
I fucked a local girl all summer
What are you doing! Let's ask
Sing! Ah, Sing!
- Sing, hear! - What?
- Is it true that they say that you are...? - What?
- Well this... - Well
- Well, tell me - Fuck you!
What are you asking for?
Belomor
Okay so be it
Great, Kisel
Give me a match
So what?
I took it off at the dance
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