МС Невыёбистый - Детство в жанре VHS
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Childhood in the VHS genre.

What if we are just babies, nourished not breasts, but with cough syrup? Founding directly along the Mordasians of the Center for the Universe, look, listen, write down. We were not told that we can treat ourselves. It is enough to fly to Parliament. Parlearia compare the aria. Three thousand years later, we will look at ourselves as we are on the ancient Greeks and fuck: "Is this - do they (?!) Was everything arranged?!?!" And here we are, we can treat ourselves. To adjust the shots of the past, so to speak. And we will be healthy. Most importantly, get up in the morning and say so, loudly: "Up to-black u-thro!". And we will live immortal for a hundred years. We are not taught simple cosmic logic of celestial bodies, we must learn somewhere. No one will show us what Madrigalians should read, and which should not be. Parleiaria, you say? Well, at least, he said ... This is just the logic of magnetic tapes. You remember your past and you can remember even more. To become yourself is to realize the level of movement of your thoughts, their, so to speak, genre. Mc was played from the column. New star of modern music. Do you want a carpet folk? Yes, get it. Breathe with this dust! You are offered paradise, and you change it to the peel from sausages. The real MS unbearable weaves the thread of time at your concerts, and you are lit up by the rays of this new music, fucking all the previous genres in the VHS genre. GOOD MORNING!!! MS is inexpressible and even Dmitry Dibrov will be wound to you with a handle from TV. At the same time, womb and trap. And womb, and a trap. Pauses even longer: and - womb ... - and - cap - kan ... - - these are - those generated by the TV and creating a TV, a white white noise TV and terabyte of 79 rubles a month. The screens are more wider, the text is getting smaller, and we think faster ... And as if - both womb and trap. The head of the snake eats the tail and vice versa. What could we do to this enchanting aristocratic music of the MS ineffective, how not to admire at the time of Voltaire, Schiller, Mozart, Bomarchais. Each era with its own, so to speak, delights. The more perfect the technique, the more perfect the person. The more perfect the music, the more perfect a person. The smart technique makes human tasks very narrow but very sharp. That's certainly weaving a thread of time. And under this, they will not be dancing soon ... Well, okay, their trouble. We always have fun! Not only the Universe is talking to us - (antibody - future) and the inner world (body - the past). Where there is no body, this is the future. Where the body is - this is the past. And the present simply does not exist. On a blade with angles of 45 degrees, you run for distillations (with whom?)
I think it will logically finish this sorrower to the tirado from childhood.