Recently, at work, read an article about blue. And I, I will tell you, is very impressionable. It is enough for me to read about what disease, I immediately find the symptoms of this disease in myself. For example, in that article it was written that blue sick from women. And me from our women at work is no longer something that is sick - tearing.

Should storekeeper be satisfied? Must! Without it, we have the whole area will rise. The chef, Tomarca, to be pleased? It is necessary! Not to mention the distributor Nastya. I'm not a suicide, I'm a brigadier, I am responsible for the normal work of the whole brigade. And the accounting department on payday - in the same place, a whole department with unspent tenderness sits and misses. The executive secretary and that lay on my shoulders. I somehow ask her: “Ver, and our director, does he not function at all?” “Why,” she says, “functions, but so gently and tenderly, which is almost imperceptible.”

In short, you’ll get exhausted at work during the day, come home, and there already my Lyubka is sitting. For a day, the libido has accumulated - I do not have time to jump out of my shoes. Here this article was just the way and turned up.

Come home. Lyubka immediately to me. “Come on,” he says, “Senya, look. I bought new wallpapers in our bedroom. ” This is our conventional sign. And I say: "Love, you just do not be afraid, but it turned out that I was blue." “No,” she grins, “not blue, but pink.” “Luba,” I repeat patiently, “what does the wallpaper have to do with it?” I can not with women - blue me. " “Since when have you turned blue? She asks. “What a red face.” “No, I'm in a different sense. Well, remember, they watched about them on TV? ”At first Lyubka glazed, and then immediately shouted, howled, I picked up warm things, asked when to wait for me back. I say: “Lyuba, you didn’t understand, they don’t get paid for it now, this is a disease.” “Contagious?” She asked incredulously at once. “No,” I say, “this is mental. This is when a man, a woman, has something to do with hunting, that's how I like you now. ”

Then he took pity. “Okay,” I say, “do not cry. Let's go for the last time, we’ll do this shameful thing, and I’ll tie you up with you. "

The next day, the director runs up to me. She whispers: “Senya, are you that ofarel? In a warehouse, a mess, a crawler with stomachs is suffering, two have already been taken to intensive care, a balance is in their nose, and the chief accountant Samuilych has closed the girls in the department and it’s unknown what they are doing to him, and he still needs to live to retire.

Senya, dear, help me out! And we will double your salary, we will give milk for harm, and in the summer to Hawaii. BUT?"

“No,” I say, “that's all! I tied up with fornication. If you want, comrade director, let's go with you, we'll look at the wallpaper in the bedroom - and so playfully kiss his nose - but women are out of the question. In the end I have the right to reverse or not? Is our freedom personal or not free? ”

“Freedom,” he says, “is freedom, but the plant cannot be stopped because of such nonsense. Today, you’ll give free rein to blue, and tomorrow necrophiles will follow them, and we have a production process. ”

But to convince me - it is easier to shoot. I, if I go on the principle, everything, drain the water. In general, they kicked me out of the factory with a bang.

Okay, I can do without you, I think, I will not be lost. I'll go to a prostitute. Then let's see who earns more: I’ll pay to Intourist overnight, or I’m turning to a factory for a shift.

In the evening I wear Lenkiny stockings with a skirt. Blouse pretty. Crash her lipstick. Wow, this wench turned out, cute. I even liked it myself. I just go out to Intourist, and to me, two local confused men are already scooping up and asking the question: “You, heifer, what, will you break the face right away, or smear it on the wall first?

“Come on,” I say, “girls. Blue me. So there’s no competition for you. ” “Well, prove it!” They demanded. Well, I took off his pants, showed evidence. They touched to make sure that not the scenery. “All the same,” they say, “you have nothing to do here today.All of your demonstrations in defense of sexual minorities to the Manege left. "

I run to the arena. And there, except for the blue ones, whoever does not exist. Noise, fun. One masochist all begged: “Brothers, well hit me in the groin! Well, what do you think? Well, do not want to groin, hit in the forehead, at least. " There were also those who cannot live without a statue. As a statue of Lenin will be seen, immediately to her in turn to finish run. Immediately zoofil with an aquarium in his arms hung around.

There was even one green-green, around the sight of the "Green Pease". "You too, I ask, are women sick?" "No," replies, "I get drunk."

Some other very vile perverts with red flags wanted to join us. They say: "Guys, if you are in Red Square, then you and I are on the way." Until a couple of sadists were let out on them, they did not lag behind.

Well, they showed who had something. Then the riot policemen drove, they began to disperse the crowd with batons. All along the ridge got. I, bitches, stockings broke, but the bestiality suffered the most. In the confusion and hustle aquarium he crashed, and the fish trampled to death. He collected dead fish in the palm of his hand, tears on his cheeks, and an inexpressible reproach in his eyes: “People, you are worse than animals!”

One masochist as it came off. Riot policemen barely got rid of him, so he fucked them. Then go back to him, then to the tummy.

I just got out of the crowd, I feel someone already grazing my ass. I turn around, my uncle is standing, he makes faces, and crazy dollars quietly shows. I think: “Well, I called myself a blue cargo, get into the blue body. It's time to get down to work. ”

Came to his room. There is a table covered. Have talked. “You understand, Syenya,” he began to broadcast, “in every man there live two natures: male and female. But second, it is suppressed by society. Do you understand? We are now creating the World Gay Association, the goal of which is to wake up the female part of it in all men. ”

I listened to him, and suddenly all of our women felt very sorry for me. No, I think, our women and so unfortunate - “they will stop the horse at a gallop, they will start a KAMAZ with a jerk” - and what will happen if even the men all come together in blue! Then I immediately Lyubka, his wife, remembered our girls from the factory, and so sad I became sad.

It’s time, I think, to end up with sexual experiments. Only I went to the door, and my uncle jumped on my neck, and let's cry, they say, don't go away, “Siena”, I loved you, and I sneaked up under that skirt.

Then I caressed the teapot for this idiot from Europe, “Amaretta,” immediately with my consciousness, lost all interest in me, and ran home to my wife.

Lyubka still did not have time to open the door, I didn’t have enough of her to go to the bedroom, to look at the wallpaper. Half an hour later, happy Lyubka said: “Still, beautiful, whatever you say, Senya, the wallpaper in our bedroom.” And I say: “Tomorrow, Luba, I’ll better stick to your wallpaper, but now let's go to sleep, otherwise I’ll go to the factory in the morning — there you can build up the production process”.