The Story Of Aleksandr Orlov #6

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Aleksandr and Sergei working on new book.

Today I continues tell peoples all about my life. Due to popular demand I have decide to tell my bear friends at Jammy Toast about amazing story of Orlov family. From amazing journey across Kalahari Desert to beginnings of meerkat comparing business on streets of Moscow. I am hoping from money Davidd pay to re-marble roof of Orlov Family mansion. Many meerkats have soggy fur because of hole in roof of mansion when it rain and lie in bed at night lookings at stars. I also say big thank you to Sergei who type for me on old typewriter found in attic in Meerkovo. Please enjoyment this

Chapter 6: A Hero.

It was a giant-size victory for the Meerkovo Home Guard, but it had been hard won and there was lots of bloods. At camp, cheers of success was mix with groanings from the wounded. Vitaly agreed to seek treatment for his scratch at a soldier hospital in the woods. He allowed his loyal Sergeant to drag him there on a homemade sledge.

At the hospital, Vitaly was nursed by a very beautifuls nurse called Valentina. Day after day she bathed his wound with aphid oil and told him how brave she thought he was. They became intimateness.

One day a messenger arrived from the court of the Czar. As reward for his fearlessness, Czar Alexei the First (he was the ruler of all the Russias and very powerful) wished to present Vitaly with the Order of the Purple Claw, the most prestigious prize in Russia. He would also receive a great mansion palace, built for him specials in his hometown.

Suddenly Vitaly felt much better.

He and Valentina and Sergeant Serge took the next convoy back to Meerkovo. There they discovered that the streets were full of cheering meerkats. They were overjoyousness at Vitaly’s victory, and that the stinky mongooses had been routed and generally beaten about. Vitaly and his fiancée Valentina sat on their sledge, making waves to the crowds as Serge hauled them up the road to the mansion palace. (Many times I like to re-enact this scene with Sergei pulling sledge along very long drive at Orlov family mansion. Is tiring for Sergei, but I tell him he like to be part of history.)

It was a day of magnificence and much feasting was done.

Somewhere far away, Mongis Khan vowed to take revenge on the name Orlov.

To be continued…

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About the Author

Aleksandr Orlov

Founder of comparethemeerkat.com, Aleksandr lives and works in Moscow, where many generations of his family live and thrive. Part-time writer for the bear blog he also has found time to write his autobiography 'A Simples Life'. He enjoys going to the cinema with Sergei. However, he has many troubles dealing with people comparing meerkats and looking for a cheap deal on car insurance. Meerkat -- Market. A son of mongoose could tell difference!


26 Comments on “The Story Of Aleksandr Orlov #6”

  1. To the Child on the Scooter: NEVER, EVER SCOOT TOWARDS A PIGEON AGAIN OR YOU WILL SUFFER CONSEQUENCES THE LIKES OF WHICH FEW THROUGHOUT HISTORY HAVE EVER SUFFERED BEFORE. WE ARE NO LONGER BIRDS THAT WILL STAND FOR YOUR DEMENTED LACK OF DIRECTIONAL COORDINATION. BE CAUTIOUS!

  2. There’s a woman walking through the parking lot, hammered, quite angry and yelling, drunk off her ass.

    Best Tuesday entertainment I’ve had in a while.

  3. So my air conditioning broke… guy fixes it! The temperature inside is almost back to normal but NOPE Mother Nature sends a thunderstorm and the power goes out so it’s hot as fuck again!

  4. My MOT went from being £700 when I spoke to them, to £280 when my husband spoke to them. And now we’ve found a local garage who can do it all for £180. Love that a big name company who starts with H and ends in Alfords tried to rip me off.

    Dickheads.

  5. Filling out a paper for my doctor. “Have you had any abnormal weight gain?” I wouldn’t call it abnormal. It’s kind of expected when one eats trash and doesn’t exercise.

  6. Walking through the hangar and a 20 something yr old mechanic has Sinatra singing The Summer Wind on his toolbox radio.

    A bit of my hope for the future has been restored.

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