Victor Pelevin. The life of insects (№ 71745)

- What sort of rights, waved his paw Natasha. - And you know what a cyanamide of calcium? Two hundred grams of the barn? Or when in a closed manure storage rassypaet iron sulfate, and fly it too late? I have two friends died. And the third, Masha, chloride of lime, poured. With the helicopter. Taught French, you fool... Right insects, you say? And about the sulphur-carbolic mixture heard? One part of the crude sulfuric acid to three parts raw karboli - that's all our rights. No rights, no one here has never been and never will be, just that, - Natasha nodded upwards, the currency is needed. On tennis rackets and tights for women. Sam, this is scary to live, you know?