Prompt: But one could not tell from the contented look of our hospitable host that he was sad and bored. Yesterday Vaska brought moonshine, five liters, he distilled it from pea brogue, then he infused it in oak bark for a month, it turned out to be very strong, we will continue it now. I'm warning you, though you don't drink in such quantities, you won't have a problem. That bastard, Vasilek, damn him, got drunk to hell yesterday. I was in the cellar for cucumbers for a snack, I got out of the cellar, and this game blue, half-dead, sits looking at me and shouting, that Kolsha look from the cellar devil climbs out of the horny. And I said to him: - Vaska, it's me, Kolya, with pickles from the cellar, pickled for snacks, I'm coming up. You've had enough to drink.
- I'm single now - Mikhail's relative continued, m
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Prompt: - I'm single now - Mikhail's relative continued, my grandmother has gone to visit her sister, and I'm alone. I miss my beloved. Well, sometimes I really play around. Grey in the beard, the devil in the brow - he chuckled and winked at Angela. - Just kidding, really, really, really miss and sometimes a pear at the window, crying at night from the separation of his beloved woman.
- Nice to meet you lovely lady, and I am Nikola, I
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Prompt: - Nice to meet you lovely lady, and I am Nikola, I am glad that Misha has settled down and found you, I always set him on family ties. My pleasure - with a sharp gesture Nikola showed the trajectory of movement, thereby inviting guests into his mansion.
And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a fo
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Prompt: And he answers back, crosses me, and yells in a foul language: Kolya, where are you, the devil is talking to How come I didn't break my neck while I was going headlong down the stairs. At least I fell on the potatoes. Then I climbed out and kicked my ass. I poured all my anger at alien civilizations onto this interplanetary wanderer. I kicked him out of the house. And he flew faster than flying saucers out of my crib. While he was flying at the speed of light, he yelled that Kolka had a devil in the house, and that we must call a priest, or the devils would take Kolka to hell with their moonshine. They could take Kolya away without pity, but they would be sorry to give his moonshine to the devils. So now you think he's not a friend, but an ungrateful bastard. I spent two bottles of Zubrovka on him, too.
- That's how much fun we have in the village, - th
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Prompt: - That's how much fun we have in the village, - the master of the house finished his story rubbing the phonograph under his eye.
- Why am I frightening you, - looking at the frightened Angela's face Kolya continued. Let's have dinner. We'll have a meal, you'll have a drink, I'll take a drink, I'll heat the banya, you'll wash from the road, the two of us, maybe the banya will put you in the mood for positive coitus, - smiling Kolya encouraged the frightened divorcee.
When the clearing was set, the master of the house
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Prompt: When the clearing was set, the master of the house showed his hospitality. He was not stingy with the generosity of his stash. He ladled out cottage cheese, milk in a jar and sour cream on the table, put a big frying-pan with sizzling fresh pig`s meat, put a plate of fried potatoes and mushrooms on it, put two kinds of fat, one with garlic and the other with adjika.
Prompt: - I almost forgot, while you are sober, I'll go to the hellhole, - he gestured to the cellar, - I'll take something salty. As long as they are sober.
But the guests did not reply with a mutual smile to his jokes.
Prompt: And Kolyan burst into wild laughter. The guests didn't even smile. They didn't like it, and I laughed like a horse for three days:
- Lenin resurrected and went straight to the pub to talk to the proletariat. The workers are standing around, drinking, not paying attention to the leader.
Prompt: So listen:
-Husband comes home, catches his wife with her lover, and is about to do away with him. - Don't you dare hit him! - The wife screams. - He's seen Lenin alive!
Mikhail and Angela sat and listened to their talka
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Prompt: Mikhail and Angela sat and listened to their talkative neighbor. The bottle of the capital was drunk, the wine half-empty. Serious artillery came into the conversation, the same moonshine that, like gin released, causes devils and hallucinations. My host didn't drink much, Nikolai drank a lot of it, and then he went stark raving mad. When my host's fantasy ran out, there was a moment of silence, and in order not to appear boring, drunk as a skunk, Nikolai began to tell jokes. I was told some jokes in the copper, which can lead to imprisonment - Kolyan braided his tongue, I'll tell you, in confidence, but don't tell anybody who told you them - he embraced Angela with a giggle. Angela in bewilderment pulled away from the comedian, looking questioningly at Piskunov.
The feast went on for a long time. The master of t
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Prompt: The feast went on for a long time. The master of the house was the leader of the conversation. He paid most attention to Angela, for all that he said, Mikhail heard and whispered: "I've heard these songs about two hundred times. Kolya was telling how he served in the army, how he was running the farm, what a shitty chairman he was. That this barbos took half of the kolkhoz into the house. He said that he gets everything he needs and does not need, but he is not a fool and he steals something himself, and this cow shit does not know about it. When he talked about his skills in collective farm theft, plundering socialist property, he took on the look of a proud gentleman of fortune and a sly smile slid across his face.
Prompt: - What, comrades, don't you recognize me?
- Vanya, look, a dime!
Ha-ha-ha cackled the comedian and began again the obscene advances to Mikhail's girlfriend.
Mikhail jumped up nervously, grabbing his relative's hand, which had already begun to fumble in places on Angela's body where Vagan could only dream. Mikhail pushed the relative's hand away and said: - What are you doing?
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Prompt: Oh, oh, oh, I'm just being friendly, she's like my sister Misha, well, you are so gentle, soon mine will arrive from his sister, come and feel her, even in the underpants, maybe you'll find something interesting, I do not give a fuck - laughed Kolya. Maybe I was inspired by Ilyich, I wanted to tell the next joke about Lenin, where the iron-fisted Feleks molested Krupskaya. Hello?
- Why do you remind me of that viper?" cried my master, with a pale face.
And here my new friend my master had a mental atta
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Prompt: And here my new friend my master had a mental attack. Oh why did we come there.
- This creep, in 1913, when he returned incognito to his last place of exile, performed a rite of adoration to Lucifer himself with a local witch. Afterwards, the lord of the dark forces handed him a syringe of omnipotence, which helped put a shot in the people's heads. After that, you know what happened in '17," Michael yelled nervously, waving his shaking hands and twisting his head from side to side with the veins on his temples as thick as his thumb.
Prompt: - I always knew you were fucked in the head," the hospitable relative said in an inebriated, braided tongue. - Angela, you don't give a fuck about this retard, he's sick. How long have you known him? This psycho walked around the red square naked with this bag on his head and shouted that he was the savior of this world, the fucking mission, the moron - and pointed one hand in the direction of me, hanging on the nail, while the other twirled his finger at his temple.
- It's dark now, there probably won't be a bus, ma
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Prompt: - It's dark now, there probably won't be a bus, maybe we'll go back and sleep in the barn and leave in the morning.
- What are you stupid, he has Lenin in his head. Lenin himself, only small in size, sits in his head. He'll call them while we're sleeping and they'll give us a shot too.
Mikhail, shaking and waving his arms, grabbed Ange
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Prompt: Mikhail, shaking and waving his arms, grabbed Angela and me and flew out into the courtyard with a bullet. It was already night. We all headed to the bus stop, hoping to get to the city as quickly as possible. They were quiet the whole way, Michael was shaking. It was very dark. When they got to the bus stop, Mikhail started screaming that Kolya was a jerk, he had been injected twice in his hole-in-the-wall head by the party.
- You're a bastard, you're not a human being, you'
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Prompt: - You're a bastard, you're not a human being, you're an abomination," shouted Piskunov.
But Nikola cackled like a strong horse. From his mouth in different directions a fountain of saliva splashed with half-eaten crumbs of village bread, which like a volley of shells fired from cannons, aptly reached its goal, hitting the open mouth of the surprised guest
Prompt: From the outside it looked like he was doing some unusual dance of the Papuans of New Guinea.
- This is not a bag, this is a protective helmet from a syringe of omnipotence - Piskunov yelled, splashing white foam from his mouth, his eyes were nervously running, his hands were shaking. At that moment Mikhail Piskunov began to have an attack of schizophrenia, which he had never had before in his life.
- Wait, I remembered. Five years ago I hid the sta
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Prompt: - Wait, I remembered. Five years ago I hid the stallions in those bushes, in case of a chase. Now I'll bring them and we'll ride them to the city - with these words Michael dived into the void. He came back in three minutes, holding two sticks in his hands.
- What is it? - my master's sweetheart asked.
- I think he gave you a shot when he was rubbing y
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Prompt: - I think he gave you a shot when he was rubbing your tits, and I didn't even notice. Don't you see? They're Arabian horses. They've lost weight in five years, but they can still give a head start to country mares. I used to ride them for 300 versts, I couldn't catch up.
- Aren't those sticks, Misha? Why did you bring them?
- You women are all fools! Take a closer look. Loo
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Prompt: - You women are all fools! Take a closer look. Look closely. They're horses. Stallions are the fastest. Here, this one. His name is Bujan. He's the fastest. He's not obedient, though. But he likes you. I can see that. Here, let's go.
- Misha, you're going crazy. Let's go inside. These are sticks. They're just sticks.
Prompt: - Grab the horse, you ungrateful fool. I'm saving you. Wake up. You'll understand now. I'll put a sacred helmet on you and you'll understand. You will. You'll understand everything. - With those words, Michael took me out of his pocket and put it on his lady's head.
- See now? - With pride he pronounced.
With a slight movement of the Komsomol girl's hand
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Prompt: With a slight movement of the Komsomol girl's hand, this piece gently fell on the head of her passionate lover. Then a unique piece of Soviet engineering helped Angela escape the onslaught of the treacherous warehouse owner. And Ivan, after that incident, had no desire to lure curious girls into his lair).
Prompt: Angela was shaking, too; she was frightened, it was the first time in her life. (There really had been one incident in her life. She was 23 years old at the time, and she was a very inquisitive girl. One tractor driver, Ivan, had lured her to a warehouse of tractor parts, under the pretext of showing her the wonders of Soviet machinery. But as it turned out, behind the wonders of Soviet engineering was a self-serving motive - to possess the innocence of a curious, attractive Komsomol girl and athlete. Then, when Vanya pinned Angela in the corner of the shelf against the wall, our sportswoman was helped by a tractor part that was lying on the top shelf.
- No Misha. I don't see anything. And these are or
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Prompt: - No Misha. I don't see anything. And these are ordinary sticks - Angela mumbled frightenedly, she was shaking, - these are sticks.
- You are a fool. I will not give them to you," the madman shouted, "get on your horse, or I will break your head with this stone," nervously pointing to the huge stone, which was threateningly lying on the side of the road. The hands of the savior of the people were shaking nervously.
Prompt: - Grab the horse, you ungrateful fool. I'm saving you. Wake up. You'll understand now. I'll put a sacred helmet on you and you'll understand. You will. You'll understand everything. - With those words, Michael took me out of his pocket and put it on his lady's head.
- See now? - With pride he pronounced.
This time Angela had nothing at hand, nothing that
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Prompt: This time Angela had nothing at hand, nothing that could help in the difficult moment of saddling the Arabian horse. So she gave up. She had to saddle "Bujan", the very untameable horse that Mikhail was so proud of. Misha saddled the other one, named Amethyst.
They rode into the night, shouting, "Noo, you're flying in, save me.
Riding on a stick with a bag on her head, Angela r
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Prompt: Riding on a stick with a bag on her head, Angela roared the whole way. I absorbed her salty and bitter tears, with mascara and despair dissolved in them. For the whole 60 kilometers of the mad race, Angela only wailed: - "Why are you doing this to me, Mishenka? It would have been better if you had possessed me as you wished. I would have been glad of anything. I wouldn't have resisted your sick lust.
What a fool I am. I should have accepted Vahan's a
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Prompt: What a fool I am. I should have accepted Vahan's advances better, he didn't give me a peach and a cobbler for nothing. I should have gone with him to Yerevan, to his uncle Karen. His relatives in Armenia probably aren't as fucked up as this helmet-and-stick master. At least he wouldn't have to ride that imaginary trotter. No. I read that the Armenians ride donkeys.
Oh, God, I'd rather ride horses than those donkeys
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Prompt: Oh, God, I'd rather ride horses than those donkeys. Donkeys aren't as fast as this Bujan. It was at this moment, whether it was the quick galloping on sticks or the experience, that Angela's consciousness warped. Under the onslaught of the frantic ride, her mind began to drift off to worlds unseen by a normal person. In a word, she was visited by mental illness. Angela could not make it three kilometers to the city. Her feet were swollen.
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Deep Dream
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