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Davaj vyp’jom!
Perhaps it had not been the best idea to wrestle a bear. Correction, perhaps it had not been the best idea to attempt to wrestle a bear.
One of his eyes was swollen shut and then other rolled back into his head as he tried to assess his situation. Several faces looked down at him from above. Okay, so he was on the ground.
A man's voice spoke to him, in Russian. "Balit?" Are you in pain?
Rufus pulled himself up into a sitting position. "U menya galavnaya bol'." My head hurts.
Someone handed him a bottle. Vodka. Which was what started this whole mess in the first place. Rufus took a slug, feeling the burn as it went down. He accepted a hand up, then rose to his feet.
The men cheered, many of them clutching their own bottles. Rufus received several slaps on the back and just as many offers for more swigs of vodka.
In the back of the room was the bear, now safely caged away. Tonight would make for one hell of a story. If only he could remember it in the morning.
*subject line translates to "Let's have a Drink!"
One of his eyes was swollen shut and then other rolled back into his head as he tried to assess his situation. Several faces looked down at him from above. Okay, so he was on the ground.
A man's voice spoke to him, in Russian. "Balit?" Are you in pain?
Rufus pulled himself up into a sitting position. "U menya galavnaya bol'." My head hurts.
Someone handed him a bottle. Vodka. Which was what started this whole mess in the first place. Rufus took a slug, feeling the burn as it went down. He accepted a hand up, then rose to his feet.
The men cheered, many of them clutching their own bottles. Rufus received several slaps on the back and just as many offers for more swigs of vodka.
In the back of the room was the bear, now safely caged away. Tonight would make for one hell of a story. If only he could remember it in the morning.
*subject line translates to "Let's have a Drink!"