Укуренные
Прислано Integral 11 2011 16:05:32
Rebel fighters sit in a tent smoking hashish near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011.
«Бойцы повстанцев» курят гашиш, сидя под тентом рядом с танком, на дороге между Брегой и Адждабией. 6 апреля 2011 г.
Rebel fighters sit in a tent smoking hashish near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: POLITICS CIVIL UNREST MILITARY)
Сидят под тентом рядом с танком, курят гашиш.
Rebel fighters sit in a tent smoking hashish near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: POLITICS CIVIL UNREST MILITARY IMAGES OF THE DAY)
Сидят под тентом рядом с танком, курят гашиш.
A rebel fighter walks on a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. The words on the tank read: “Our power is God”. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: MILITARY POLITICS CONFLICT IMAGES OF THE DAY)
Ребел ходит по танку.
«Kinda grabs ya' by the boo-boo, don't it?»
«Типа, чо, торкнуло тебя, не?»
Rebel fighters gesture while smoking hashish in a tent near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. The words in the background read: “Down with the dog Gaddafi”. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: POLITICS CONFLICT MILITARY SOCIETY)
Ребелы жестикулируют в процессе курения гашиша.
«Yeah, that 'Nam grass will fuck anyone up, man!»
«Да, эта трава любого торкнет, чувак!»
A rebel fighter rolls a hashish cigarette in a tent near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: POLITICS CONFLICT MILITARY SOCIETY)
Боец из ребелов забивает косячок с гашишем.
«Here, light that thing up man, let's get chinese-eyed».
«Давай, курнем, мэн, чтоб глаза стали как у тех китайцев».
Rebel fighters pose while smoking a hashish cigarette in a tent near a tank along the road between Ajdabiyah and Brega April 6, 2011. Muammar Gaddafi’s forces pushed rebels back towards their stronghold of Benghazi on Tuesday with sustained rocket and mortar fire, in the sixth day of fighting for the oil port of Brega. The words in the background read: “Down with the dog Gaddafi”. REUTERS/Youssef Boudlal (LIBYA - Tags: POLITICS CONFLICT MILITARY SOCIETY)
Ребелы дунули и позируют.
«— Man, what is in this shit, man?
— Mostly Maui Waui man, but it's got some Labrador in it.
— What's Labrador?
— It's dog shit.
— What? … You mean we're smokin' dog shit, man?
— Gets ya high, don't it?»
«— Чувак, что это за дерьмо, чувак?
— Ну, в основном Мауи Вауи, чувак, но там есть немного Лабрадора.
— Че за Лабрадор?
— Это собачье дерьмо.
— Че? … Ты серьезно, мы курим собачье дерьмо, мэн?
— Торкает же, не?»
A rebel fighter sits on a destoryed tank on the entrance to the city of Ajdabiya on April 5, 2011, as Libya’s government said it is ready to negotiate reforms but only provided Moamer Kadhafi is not forced out. AFP PHOTO / ODD ANDERSEN (Photo credit should read ODD ANDERSEN/AFP/Getty Images)
Ребел сидит на уничтоженном танке (уже почему-то на въезде в Адждабию; танк тот же… может репортер тоже с ними дунул?).
«— Hey how am I driving, man?
— I think we're parked».
«— Эй как круто я вожу, мэн?
— Да мы вроде припаркованы, не?».
61st Metrosexual Martyrs Brigade.
61-я бригада мучеников-метросексуалов.
«You get yourself a job before sundown, or we're shipping you off to military school with that goddam Finklestein shit kid! Son of a bitch!»
«Найди себе работу и не позже чем до заката, или мы отправим тебя в военное училище с этим гребанным ребенком чертовых Финкельстейнов! Сукин ты сын!»
Хм, и почему же это «НАТО не в состоянии выполнять свою работу как следует»?
Челы, которые проектировали эту операцию, либо чекнутые, либо имеют весьма извращенное чувство юмора. Или это бог с ними сделал? Ну, вы знаете, Иншалла и все такое.
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