Book: Comrade cat, an English miser and man-gramophone, or Welcome to Velikobritaniyu. Page 3

With the correct formulation of the question the answer can not be given.

The dream of the poet at the window
Watching world night view,
Ignores the right of sleep
Confused by Aphrodite's eyes.
Her eyes charted the way.
Her lips - the rapture Universe.
In her hands, the sweetness of the mercury.
In her dreams - love incorruptibility.
The star poet in the skies
Shine agree only Muse
For daring plunges the senses in the dust
And asks us not to be a burden.

- The modern world gives you the amazing freedom - freedom of choice. Its only drawback is that it is the world of pop culture.
- This freedom - the freedom of the sect, and it is given under strict condition: "Worship me." Modern pop culture has made their own commandments: steal, kill, commit adultery... Little to give you true freedom. With money comes freedom of choice. In seclusion - freedom from wicked temptations. The mind... the mind gives you the freedom of moral agony. As you can see, we created the world is too imperfect, if these freedoms this price.

Feminism is the struggle of women for the opportunity to do crazy things on a par with men.

Not gods pots, and therefore, our pots are not ideal.

Why is the country the most beautiful women produced the worst cars?

- What's the Condo? Prime Minister tickled my ear with his nose. - Something on your mind?
- I've been thinking about our foreign Minister.
- Something wrong?
- Does not take in the sense, as a person, concerned about foreign Affairs, could issue a British passport and, even more ludicrous in their cynicism, were allowed to sit, sleep and lie in as a member of the British Government?

Engaged in self-deception as safe and self-medicate.

We are on the ground fighting not to swallow become.
Idols do not believe it is cheap to dream.
Bite changes as stale bread.
Everyone believes in the soul: not like the Creator.
Pass the life edifice we wish we reversed:
Of the torments of yesterday's warmly remembered.
Don't argue with him. A - agreement.
Yourself - just affection. Others reproach.
Scroll often your diaries
To know that happiness you once again distant.
Yourself are seeking in the choir of the offended muses.
Resentment, then no, but there is a terrible burden
The love of man to himself alone.
And how to be with others, I do not understand.
Wish on the sidelines and in the center we be
But this dilemma we can't solve.
Don't argue with him. A - agreement.
Yourself - just affection. Others reproach.
Scroll often your diaries
To know that happiness you once again distant.
Suffer careless, but but catchy.
And to make it easier, soul - sieve
And dipped in poison bleak doom.
And everyone who whines, and a brother to us and to the godfather.
We to will the enclosure fly like honey
And sink stupidly at the point where the Ford.

Went here the other day in the store: a liter of milk 2,5% fat for 48 rubles! At these prices to keep up with the pace of life and its temptations is absolutely impossible. At these prices I soon milking begin! No wonder that in connection with the impoverishment of broad layers of the population in Russia caught on a new kind of gift: birthday candy bar.

Thinkers and philosophers have always inspired and fascinated her [life] meaning. Other people fascinates with its meaninglessness. People, dissatisfied with life, very reminiscent of the unsatisfied man: he is that to stick, but nowhere else. The ugly face of meaninglessness, and the price of it is very close in value to the price priceless. As you know, for all that has no price, hell to pay.

Is it wrong to think about the meaning of life, if it doesn't?

Everything is measured by who has the most manhood, and who cares who has the most human.

Very sorry that vodka can be drunk only sick, not even from sickness.