Posts from Mafia 27. The problem of Bovblob residents Auto-translated

camel-men.

Serve them on a platter!

Got the role :)

I'm going to see Hostor!! He'll definitely pour me a drink!!! :smile04: Added after 1 hour 52 minutes Added after 31 seconds

Are there any normal people here?

Normal people? Where? :smile07: Added after 1 minute And in general, you've all spammed a bunch of nonsense here.

Yeah. I saw how many pages there were – I even thought a new day had begun :D

Werewolves.

Nowadays, people-gamauns are in vogue...

He played the role perfectly.

With gratitude,
Gur

The actors haven’t even been cast yet, and already 15 pages have been written.

We are trying.

You're not trying hard enough; you should have already posted 200 times!

Should we delete the flood of messages or not – that is the question. My role has arrived. I'm trying it on for size.

So, are you saying that most of you haven't watched it?

I haven't watched it.

The first night begins!

Send in your NDs -__-

Please send the NDs -__-

You should have written this right after sending the role assignments.

I think the newspaper will be released, as I said, at 18:00 Moscow time (+/- 30 minutes).

Added 1 hour 16 minutes ago
A request to everyone: please review all the non-disclosure agreements and roles again so that there are no questions later.

They are Bovblobians, aren't they? :p

Bovblobians

Dear Bovblobian-Bovblobians, enjoy the game. To lift your spirits, here are two real stories.

A good man, a farmer known for his honesty and integrity, turned fifty.
To mark the occasion, a journalist was tasked with writing an editorial for the newspaper. He wrote an article titled "The Beet Farmer and the Truth-Teller." :p
Everyone was stunned. A year passed, and the story was forgotten.
Until a farmer friend from Lithuania sent him a reprint of the article, which he had somehow found in an agricultural newspaper. The article was titled "The Beet Farmer-Dude and the Truth-Teller-Dude." Curtain... :smile16:

The second story. There was an old Russian town called Kozlov. Until a certain Michurin appeared there. He was such an inventor that even today, garlic the size of a small watermelon grows in the town, and one apple tree bears 18 different varieties of apples. Well, never mind, let's move on.
And this old man Michurin impressed everyone so much that about 80 years ago, the town was renamed after him. Years passed, and people got used to calling themselves Michurinians.
Until someone from above came up with the idea of restoring the old name to the ancient town. Well, like there's the city of Lviv... the city of wolf cubs, the city of calves... let there be the city of Kozlov...
The townspeople liked the new name, but no matter how you look at it, it was very awkward for the people. They remained Michurinians.

Therefore, dear Bovblobians, cherish your city and take care of yourselves. :smile23:

And the residents of Omsk are generally called Omskites.