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So, when I was at camp with my friends, we were bored and decided to have some fun by pretending to bring oranges to life.
1) We built an altar out of flip-flops.
2) We prepared a sacrifice (an orange, of course, with drawn-on eyes and a mouth).
3) We had a sacrificial knife, thread, etc.
4) My assistant, who helped me, was Sergey.
And it began...
Sergey sang "Bumbalaki-don," repeating the phrase every second.
I peeled the "scalp" off the orange, took some thread, and sewed it back on – it turned into a "Franken-orange."
Then I lit some dried herbs, and the smell was awful!
In a fit of fanatical ecstasy, I started drawing runes. Sergey was almost hoarse, waving his arms and chanting "Bumbalaki-don."
And then the counselors walked in... They liked the idea of bringing the orange to life, and later, at some kind of competition, Sergey and I performed this act on stage. The audience liked it, and everyone started calling me MAGISTR KANDAKER.
And in real life, I'm Nikolai Kandakov.
Чую время пришло и захлопнулась дверь Ангел пропел и полопалась кожа... Мы выпили жизнь, но не стали мудрей, Мы прожили смерть, но не стали моложе... Агата Кристи Ты должен быть сильным, Ты должен уметь сказать: Руки прочь, прочь от меня, Ты должен быть сильным, иначе зачем тебе быть?! КИНО