date: august 2027.
location: somewhere in the Andi Mountains, Chile.
document name: Diary of Da Motorcyclistkinja"(The very secret diary of Sofffy)
Today is the day of our great win against forces of Chilean's dictator Baptistihno Musolihno 'Tler. We won without any gun, do you believe me? I think that the kids in school will learn all about our war tactics.
We spent all our money on the..... hmmm.... food and labello. So we didn't have a money for arm.... don't ask me anything 'bout it. So, we came near the road deep in forest to make ambuscade for Chilean's regular forces. We were hiding behind and on the trees, laying on the grass, when we heard humming of the tracks and tanks. When they was near us, we begun to scream at loud:
machine gunner screamed: "TATATATATARAAAA-TATATATATATARAAAAA"
bombers screamed: "fijuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu- BOOOOUUUUM"
man with sniper didn't screamed, just was saying: "zip.... klak.... zip.... klak....zip..."
I had just a gun....."BANG BANG BANG"
My noisy friend near me, after one minute of fight, plopped on the grass and said with a thin voice: "Ammo low, captain!"
I saw the enemy running away on the fields, it was a great win!
"Cease fire !", I said.
We were really happy. We were signing all along the way through the forest... but... at the moment... we were surrounded with some people who weren't regular Chilean forces. One man raised in front of me, and said:
"Sofffy! After the years of searchin', I'm finnaly catchin' you. Hehe.... my name is Johny Cowboy, special agent of CIA, squad for locating Sofffy. How do you do?"
"Very good, bas.tard... I can't wait to see your balls in your mouth.", I said.
"Hahaha! .... whatta humour in a day of your death. C'mon people, disarm that people and lead them to the field. We'll make shooting-range for them."
"But Johny, they don't have any arm....", said someone.
"What? How than they dispel Chilean trucks and tanks? Sofffy, we'll talk about your war tactics, OK?"
"Fu.ck you, bastard."
They led us to a empty field and aligned us. Time for dying.
I remembered my kids.... my husband.... now they're sitting at home and waiting for me... they are laughin' and playing.... Fuk this! I don't wanna die.
They hoodwinked our eyes... than I said: "May I do my last wish?"
"Of course, my dear", said Johny Cowboy. "Whatsa your last wish?"
"Nothing much... justa little make-up before this special moment."
"OK, my darling. Do that."
Than I tooked my special "Labello" with super-mega-sunny shine. Our eyes are hoodwinked and we're safe from that shine. I put special labello on my lips and everyone of that fuc.kin' CIA agents got blind at the moment!!! .... Can you believe? Now we're free and we're jumping and singing songs about revolution and peace in the world.
That's it.... now I have to go to sleep. Tomorrow I go to Cuba. It's Fidel's 100. birthday tomorrow and he called me on a big ceremonial. A great day for freedom!
I forgot.... I saw today at the morning... I was in newspapers... it was "New York Times" I think.... or maybe "Chicago Tribune"... nevermind... american president George Bush Jr. is dying.... and big title "My last wish - kill that fu**ing Sofffy !!!"
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