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How “to profukat“ the power?

Once far away, the fairy state happened an extraordinary event.

The tsar on morning was given a kofiya a cup of the Turkish grinding. But not Brazilian as that loved. The tsar grew furious and ordered to behead responsible for kofy to the boyar Dolgopolov Ivashke. But on the habit not to make hasty decisions decided troshka to think.

There was a tsar to a balcony imperial, and below grace magnificent! Maids in sundresses throw hay in stacks and songs sing national, men in white shirts drink milk from a krinok, and kids play a tag.

The tsar languished and shed on a cheek a tear imperial. There is nothing more pleasantly for tsars, than a type of grateful citizens. And even kofiya of a grinding Turkish it is possible to forgive after that to the boyar notable, but unreasonable. However, same unreasonable, as well as all other boyars imperial.

The tsar sighed and sat down at the computer. And as this fairy tale was written in a century of XXI, existence in it of computers and other iPhones let here surprises nobody. Progress, however. It to ityit, you will not stop.

As usual, the tsar checked e-mail. Spam removed, without reading. Because the scientist, was afraid of viruses more invasion Tatar. And did not put Kaspersky`s program from - for the principle. Someone from lackeys court whispered to the tsar that piece this Judeo-Masonic and a traffic from it becomes, allegedly, worse. Well, in all reigning in that kingdom tried to part.

In a mailbox two letters appeared. The first from some Marfa from Kiev. Allegedly that found an imperial avatar in a social network and decided to remind that she once shared the same desk with it in tserkovno - parish school.

- Fie on these former schoolmates, - the tsar spitted out, looking at a portrait computer, nothing the former school attachment with braids not reminding.

The second letter was from the cousin from a kingdom German. Reminded that winter soon and if the gas stream from the cousin will be interrupted as last year, …

the tsar did not begin to read up the letter that system nervous not to upset. Pressed a ring Persian you “share“ with an emerald and decided to travel on Worldwide Network.

At first came to a forum political in which under a nickname of “tsar“ chatted. And there about the latest events on the suburb imperial. Narodishko - that, appears, absolutely on suburbs of these coarsened. It near the palace they hay in stacks and milk from a krinok. And in it as it, Mezhduozersk, post came to the highway. With policemen a fight was put up.

The tsar left a forum not to be upset. And for calm again on a balcony imperial looked out. And there still grace magnificent! Maids in sundresses throw hay in stacks and songs sing all national, men in white shirts drink milk from a krinok, and kids play a tag.

At this moment dinner was served. Borsch with pampushkas, the sevryuzhka baked in a foil with truffles and a small decanter pure as a tear, vodka brought the tsar-father into good mood.

Here the Minister of War at the wrong time appeared.

- Troops overseas, recently parade on our Red Square last, all home will not clean up in any way. Strongly our maids yes white wine was pleasant to them. Two weeks capital hang around Uzho taverns.

The tsar grew furious and knocked the crown removed on a dining table.

- And I warned you that all these foreigners damned sleep and see how all our to drink wine and to obryukhatit maids. And where to togdat our army. As?

- do not order to execute, order to pardon, - the Minister of War failed on knees. - As by order of yours I began to reform it, so it somewhere also disappeared. Two weeks as was gone, and nobody to be does not mogt.

- How so - the whole army also disappeared? - the tsar was surprised and again for calm on a balcony looked out. And there still grace magnificent! Maids in sundresses throw hay in stacks and songs sing all national, men in white shirts drink milk from a krinok, and kids play a tag.

- As yes as, - the Minister of War became sad. - Yes through as. There, at Ministers of Finance all treasury behind a hillock was gone. And if there is no treasury, and army - tyu - tyu.

Fell apart the tsar to a disorder state and remembered that the other day even the executioner Secret left the Order on reduction. Yes, without treasury and the tsar - not the tsar.

- Give, the minister, perhaps we will play thrown up. On shchelbana. Only, chur not to swindle as last time, and the six of the king not to beat. I know you, shelmets. All kingdom was plundered, to edrit yours a yoke.

Also they began to play “Fool“. And before the palace imperial actors, from - for a boundary invited, suited a smoke break. Knew that till the evening the tsar-father one balcony bigger will not leave. Very much he liked to release to the Minister of War shchelbana. Even when lost.

Shchelk, silk, silk … Eh, walk, Moscow, talk, Rassey!