From the life of a radio station Bashny.Net

Moscow. The end of the nineties. Radio station. There is a morning show for hours - about nine. In the studio, the two presenters. In the midst of a conversation in a live in the studio there is one of the technicians. For example, admin. Admin Newbie no face. Instead of a face on it - been cunningly sly-face; its expression can be described by the phrase: "But I will now arrange, gouging!". DJs see it, but can not interrupt the conversation - aired the same after all.
 Admin suited to one of the leading, leans softly but quite clearly speaks directly into the microphone:
 - X @ st.
 Top bounce on chairs, overturning coffee and glaring eyes idiot. But the air is coming, they can not stop, so they pretend as if nothing had happened.
 Admin without having to remove the muzzle face, traverses remote, close to the second drive ...
 He mows desperately look like a downtrodden horse, and, without looking up from the microphone, trying to push away from you face. Muzzle still opens his mouth and says, again carefully:
 - X @ nd!
 Of course, in the microphone. Carefully pronouncing all three letters.
 DJs numb.
 Admin did not withstand the stress cracks and starts to laugh out loud:
 - Idiots! We turned off the transmitter, you have ten minutes to broadcast into the void!
 Idiots do not remain in debt. The two voices:
 - You Th,! @ # $% # Could not prevent ?! What the @ # $ @ $% @ # ?! We are here as @ # $%, and you, as the last @ # $ R $ # ^% !!! Yes, we love you & ^% $ # @, and $% ^ & * through # $% ^@@& ^% !!!
 Thirty seconds into the studio burst program director. Silently. He, like Alexander Matrosov, rushes to the control and mute the microphone with one blow.
 Only after that the software allows himself to open his mouth:
 - You what ?! Just * & ^ $% #% $ #@@?!
 - And what? Transmitter-disconnect.
 - It's Moscow turned off! And on the satellite we prophesy throughout Russia !!!

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