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The trial of the Beslan hostage-taker, Nur-Pashi Kulayev, has caused emotional and angry scenes around Russia recently, culminating in him receiving a life sentence last week. The Russian media seem to think it’s a cover-up, the people think he should have been given the death sentence. I couldn’t agree more, not because I think he deserves it, I just love a bit of rigorous discipline.

Anyway, the local rag, the Evening Argus sent me over to Beslan to interview the last few stragglers at the school to see what they thought of it. Unfortunately though, it must have been the special kids they saved, because their English was fucking shite.

I had all these serious questions lined up about how they must have been bunking off to have a fag by the bike-sheds when the “terrorists” staged their attack, how if they’d paid attention in chemistry, they might have been able to create a bomb of their own whilst the gunmen were busy. But no, now the Argus won’t get the Shhexy article they wanted for their weekend bumper fun edition and I’m left with unpaid expenses that I can ill afford. Cunts.

Eventually, one bright spark worked out that their was one way they could communicate that didn’t rely on them being able to a) hold a pen and b) talk without it sounding like they had a gob-full of cock. “Body writing,” they called it. So they got me to stand in the gallery (where the attackers first appeared) whilst they laid themselves out on the newly polished gym floor.

Survivors of the Beslan School massacre talk in the only way they know how

What a fantastic photo, I thought! Timeless, provocative, heavy with meaning. But it turned out this had nothing to do with their former schoolmates’ tragic past, they were propositioning me! As you know, I’m never one to turn down a bit of school-boy sex and I figured that if I couldn’t get the story, at the very least I could get my end away.

It was the right decision, tragedy and puberty coinciding make for a red-hot lover, and I had 18 of the little fuckers all over me. I’ll tell you one thing, Russinan schools might be poorly equipped in comparison to England’s, but its pupils certainly aren’t…

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