(Arrangement of Pushkin's poem on the vulgar harmony)

I want, brothers, to amuse you.

Kohl tired of a high syllable,

I will try to save

From lectures, magnificent lines.

I will show real life

Pictures - without embellishment at all.

In the glorious language of the fatherland

I base my story.

But so be it - a biased hand,

Accept a collection of colorful chapters

Semi-funny, semi-amusing,

Prostrate, ideal-

The careless fruit of my fun.

"My uncle, fagot cunning,

A little sick, calling me

To wipe him vomit,

Litter dirty followed.

Ah, in god's mother, such a bitch

Dirty on rot young hands.

Sit with a wreck all night,

Without leaving a single step away.

Here's a pimp, that's a lackey!

Tickle his balls

And ointment rubbing prick.

And swear to myself:

When will fate take you "!

So thought the young rake,

Flying on the top three postage.

And sending everyone to Zeus,

And remembering all the relatives.

My friends, let me straight

With the hero of my novel,

Without many words,

Like a dick in the eye:

Let me introduce you.

Omegin - a drunkard and a fucker.

We were pushing him to the beer,

Together the women fucked with him,

Fartsovka engaged in both

Prick, chefiril - horror!

All not wanting to rest.

His godfather tossed money

And did not hide. If so - Khan.

Fate bent on my knees

And fucked plow.

Omegina and fate kept.

Huishchem long endowed

Dandy red and big

And an exciting soul.

He was taught by a poor Frenchman.

What would the child not be exhausted

He taught him everything jokingly:

Nassat in Aunt Klava's ear,

Bend when the grandmother in God mother

And in the summer garden do not care.

When the dick began to rise,

Frenchman - fuck it, all fucked up.

"Now study, son, fuck" -

Father said farewell.

Here is my Omegin at large.

Cut off on the latest fashion.

He is wearing a denim jacket

And finally saw the light.

He swore in French

And in Chinese bent,

And his cock got up with a stake.

Like a hammer in the leg fought.

Why are you more, the light decided

That our Omegin is very nice.

I also learned a lot.

And who can not drive sprat.

Studying at school is very boring.

The language of the people need to know.

Omegin was in the opinion of many

Judges strong and strict

The scientist is small, but fucked up

And witty laughter.

No coercion to talk

Obmatyuknet someone slightly,

In ebalo sunnet fist

Or harknet to someone behind the gate.

He made the ladies smile,

Sparkling prick here and there.

Latin fashion now out,

But, if you tell the truth,

He knew how to bend in Latin.

About the penis, the clitoris could read.

“Cognition is power,” Marx teaches us.

E-gay, learn to better hook.

And diamat and matt

Who, tell me, need to know?

Omegin had no hunting

Know about the structure of the elephant.

After all, this is pure garbage.

But past days jokes

About Petka, Anka and Beasts

He kept in his memory.

He remembered fucking a lot

Various fables, rhymes,

Podiebok and all that

What Barkov envied.

But what is he true genius

What did you do without rest

And than was glad to take himself,

So as not to upset pears with a dick, -

There was a science of perversions

Where hundreds of poses and hundreds of pezd.

Fucking Eugene without constraint.

His life dick suffered.

Yalda was fed fame.

Yalde delight was not enough.

Great was a pussy.

Pussy he raved and got drunk.

That would put a fat finger!

And without pussy completely fucked.

Eyed asshole

All the girls to fucking led.

It stands like a kersey boot, -

No one could escape her.

Oh, how he was amused at that moment!

Descended, prick at the door popped.

And he said, he is not a sinner.

But there was a hole

And he shouted: “Hurray, hurray”!

How early could he have disturbed

Pussy slut notebook.

It is known that the younger person is younger

However, he does not know how to be blind.

He was called pizdorvants,

And he pretended to be Spaniard.

But you, blissful husbands,

Friends remained with him.

His spouse was caressing the evil one:

"Oh, uncircumcised youth"!

And the one whose wilted for a long time the end.

And the cuckold is stately,

Wives

Yalda Omegina slain.

He used to be still in bed

To him little notes are carried.

“What, invitations? Indeed"!

Three whores for the evening name.

There will be a ball, there is a booze, a holiday, -

To whom my prankster will go,

Who will he start with? Does not matter!

All given to him given!

And he, having breakfast sour cream,

So that the dick stood,

Neighboring girls kneaded.

And I waited for the booze to start,

While not watch

Do not call to wear pants.

It is dark, he sits in the sled.

“Fuck, asshole,” a cry will be heard.

Frosty dust silver

His beaver collar.

By Mimi drove he sure

With the husband gone, the doors are open.

Entered, vuyaril two liters.

And well, her dick in her pussy to poke.

Under it, the bed is cracking, trembling.

Babets in juice covered her eyes.

Omegin, know sandalite whip.

This is the suit, this is the class!

She sticks out, she is ecstatic.

Omegin in the very same time.

But he is in a hurry, another thing

His calling and he goes.

How he loves the naked body

And swollen belly.

Theater passionate admirer,

Charming actresses,

Invisible citizen backstage,

Omegin ebanul to the theater

To get a better look,

How to hang up today Cleopatra

And lyre eggs show.

So as not to come old

His penis - rag sluggish.

My goddesses, are you glad to see me?

Heed my drunken voice.

Are you the same? Other whores

Having replaced, did not replace you?

The theater is full, the lodges shine,

Someone whips vodka on the floor.

And there's a whole bit of juice in the juice

Lies on stage on the side.

One hand covered her cunt,

The other slowly beckons.

And suddenly, as it jumps, as it soars.

All at her gate snout.

She w: then cancer camp will bend,

That fast thigh thigh beats.

All trudge. Omegin enters.

Pussy right on the legs.

And his binoculars beveling leads

On the chest of unfamiliar women.

He looked, twisted his ebalo:

"A cool women on the beds a little."

“Fuckin ',” he said and carried.

I fucked in my mouth such fucking

Well, if you want to fuck,

In her pussy stick a fat nose.

And I need Babes in juice.

Am I not younger? ”

I paint a picture right?

Private room,

Where is the mod pupil approximate

Dressed, stripped and dressed again.

Second Solovskiy my Eugene.

Afraid of various infections

And syphilis colds,

He made a cosiness in the bathroom.

He cleans his prick for three hours,

He soaped skin with soap,

He is in front of the "artist" mirror

Shakes in his hand and everything is silent.

This, my friends, hygiene.

And, I believe this is true.

Having washed the head bolt large,

Omegin moved to the ball.

Spreading the spirit of paltry,

Beautiful, strong and so removed.

Here is our hero drove up to the entrance hall,

Vuyaril right on the stairs.

Entered and looks admiringly:

Legs of lovely ladies fly,

So screaming: I'll give it all.

Look at the men in love,

Around and noise and bustle -

The crowd of debauchery busy.

Oh, legs, legs, what a miracle!

Whatever the feminine mind,

But the legs - their main dish.

Oh, how sweet doom is born!

I used to be quite a boy

Already sought the eye under her skirt.

And there, you see, and in the dark

I passionately pawed women's legs.

Oh, what a blessing! Gods, Gods!

Now I, brothers, impotent.

But no matter how hard it is grief

Bab I used to have a sea.