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Souria's Social Room
Started by Tomato_83 at 04-17-2007 01:12 PM. Topic has 290 replies.
  
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 04-17-2007, 01:59 PM
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matrix01
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Re: souria dot com .. the story
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 Tomato_83 wrote: | | ?? hay ana et3attaft 3lik.. |
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قلتلو بدي اشتغل مع مخرج تاني مو مع حدا يتعاطف عليي
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04-17-2007, 02:39 PM
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Tomato_83
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Re: souria dot com .. the story
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Matrix: you think you can run away with cook me! you never again cook matrix understand!!
Obla Wobla Ashi and Losto Losto were both stunned!! yes, they knew it, he was transformed into a super matrix.
Matrix: apologize this now!!
Losto Losto and Obla Wobla Ashi: bonga bonga.. Sorry your gracious! we are very sorry, we will never cook you again we promise!
Not too far away, Toma Toma was watching the charade.
Matrix: and now.. I take revenge! you put me in boiling pot! you dance around pot! you want eat me! I take revenge!
Obla Wobla Ashi: bonga bonga.. no your gracious! please!
Losto Losto: bonga bonga.. it wasn't our idea!! it was that woman!! Toma Toma! she was the one who did all that to you.. you should eat her!!
Obla Wobla Ashi: bonga bonga.. yes your gracious.. Toma Toma.. eat her!!
Matrix: hmm.. woman bonga.. no! too skinny.. you guys fat and tasty..HAYYYYYYAAAAAAA!!
And the matrix swooped down on his preys.. it was his greatest feast.
After he was done, he laid down to have a nap.. meanwhile, his super powers were fading away..
It's been a while since Toma Toma was sitting there.. and she started to get hungry.. but no worried.. the food was near.
The matrix was snoring when Toma Toma approached. she carried him and put him in the pot..
she lit the fire, danced quietly...
and had a very pleasant dinner..
The end!
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04-17-2007, 02:49 PM
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blawlashi
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Re: souria dot com .. the story
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wanna hear the story of the dozey face? 
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-18-2007, 08:26 AM
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blawlashi
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note: this story must be read in a heavy tone
Once upon a time in St. Petersburg .. there lived a very wealthy family .. they decended from the tzar .. and they had been very loyal to the royal family
but this is not important
because one century later .. the family lost their wealth as the reign of tzars came to an end .. and the reign of Mafias began
again this is not important
what is important that in one part of St. Petersburg .. in the poor area .. where the rats reign .. second turn to the right .. after the grocery shop .. right over the old curiosity shop .. first balcony .. room next to the restroom .. there was nothing important
next to that room lived the brothers blawlaskikov .. they were very poor .. but they were very smart .. and since they had no money to buy food .. they had to be involved in the world of crime .. and where else would they go .. it was the biggest mafia family Russia .. the Tomatowski's!!
The Tomatowski's were Polish .. and had no manners .. of course they wouldn't have .. they are Polish!! .. but they were fine musicians .. they invented the Symphony of Mijana (in 6 parts)
but they were rich .. and Igor blawlashikov had no choice but to go to them .. and try to make some money .. to support his brothers .. he is my hero 
Igor couldn't afford a taxi to Moscow .. so he took the Micro Bus .. under the president's bridge .. and from there he took the Micro Bus to Duma .. and from Duma he took the Micro Bus to Jaramana
when he was in Jaramana it was almost midnight .. so he decided to call it a day and go back home
but all of this is not important
stay tuned for next episode to find out what is important 
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-22-2007, 08:02 AM
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blawlashi
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please keep the heavy tone again ..
When Igor blawlashikov entered the great mansion he was trembling .. the looks of the baldy guards and their dark blue eyes .. the roaring voice of the choir and the roaring pianos .. the smell of communism .. the fuckin' cold frostbites .. the muddy snowy ground .. his wide-open boots .. his white now browny socks .. the rats running in all directions .. bla bla bla bla .. all that was not important
the mansion gates were twice his size .. the way they opened felt like he was entering Transylvania .. the hight of the cieling with the crystal chandeliers hanging all over the place .. the beautiful Anastacia standing devastated at one corner .. the ghost of Anna Karnina haunting the place .. the seem-to-be endless stairs leading up ... all that was not important
"would you like some Vodka" a voice came from behing the trembling-now-shitting-in-his-pants Igor .. "err .. yes please .. how russian of you" .. "thank you .. thank you .. erm .. my name is Yvgena Tomatowski .. I'm the lady of the house .. how can I possible help you?
Igor asked "what can you do for me?"
Yvgena answered "well .. if you have a sister or a wife I can send her to work in Dubai .. I can send you actually to rob some Banks in Dubai .. I can give you a 22mm beretta and ask you to shoot some people for me .. or I can ask you to do the usual .. make James Bond's life a nightmare"
Igor thought for a minute "well we don't have females in our family .. which is unfortunate .. because even if I didn't want to send her to Dubai .. I could still teach her tennis"
Yvgena "yes .. how true .. in deed I have a couple of girls playing tennis .. you could recognize them from their thighs"
Igor "well .. I think I'll take the gun"
Yvgena "excellent choice .. yasmmen dear .. take the berreta gun out of the hands of your little brother Marat and give it to me"
Yasmmen came .. when blawlashikov saw her .. his heart fell on the floor .. he picked it up and kept looking .. she was the blondest russian he ever knew .. but as it is always in Russia .. this is not important
keep tuning in to find out what is important
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-22-2007, 01:04 PM
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blawlashi
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if it's boring let me know .. so that I move to the story of da nigga's in harlem
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-24-2007, 02:24 PM
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blawlashi
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When Igor blawlashikov took the gun in his hand for the first time he felt a heavy rush of blood through his veins .. which is weird for someone living in Russia .. yes .. your blood could freeze in Russia .. amazingly .. this is not important
his mission was simple .. kill the American coffee dealer .. and drown his corpse in the river .. this is what Igor thought .. kill the man .. take the money .. and go to Canada .. or to Dubai .. this isn't really important
as he left the mansion Igor realized that he is not the same man who entered the mansion one hour ago .. he was a murderer and a lover .. yes ladies and gentelmen .. he fell in love .. yasmmen was the blondest chick he ever saw .. he always told his mother that all the blonde Russian girls are not blonde enough for him .. even though she told him all the jokes about how stupid the blondes can be .. he always thought she was talking about some cigarettes brand "blondes" .. but who cares .. this is not important
as he took off to the streets .. and as he went down through the subway .. some drunk bastard shot him in the head .. took the gun and ran away .. Igor - my hero - was dead ..such crimes in Russia are not important to the eyes of the Russian government .. but they are important to us .. as human rights activists
please spread this story among the people who care .. so that Igor's blood is not forgotton .. so that such crimes don't happen again .. so that American coffee dealers don't escape their misdeeds .. spread it to ten people at least .. God shall reward you
I dozied myself so don't bother
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-25-2007, 09:59 AM
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blawlashi
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Bee Wee: morning ***
Coffee LL J: morning nigga .. what r'ya doin'
Bee Wee: nothin' .. your mama is lookin' for you
Coffee LL J: *** dat bitch
Bee Wee: don't say dat *** .. if Aunt Jamine hear that .. she ain't gonna talk t'ya again
Coffee LL J: damn it man .. you don't have to tell her .. you know I love granny Jazmine
Bee Wee: I ain't gonna tell her if you get me a date wid your neice ***
Cofee LL J: I told you a dozen times I will .. now sit .. I wrote a poem yesterday .. sit down let me read it to you
Bee Wee: I ain't gonna listen to your crappy poems
Coffee LL J: what da *** is wrong wid you man? .. listen .. it's good .. I'm gonna sell it to Jay Z
Listen
as I walk to da end of da road
I find ma bitch standing in da dark
I ask her wha'ya doin' here ma bitch
she says I ain't gonna talk to ya
Bee Wee: dat's good ***
Coffee LL J: no wait .. here comes da good part
to be continued ..
مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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04-25-2007, 10:01 AM
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blawlashi
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مقسومين .. لك قوم فوت نام وصير حلام
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