Book: Sixth Patrol

Only we, all women - sisters! And no matter what men did to us for the life to answer, right?

- Good morning, Arina, ' I said, looking at the witch. - Sorry to Wake you.
Izmenenijami will not get - said the witch.

Flexibility is our middle name. Otherwise we would have survived in a world full of bloodthirsty rough men?

- ... please gesera and Zebulun about the help was heard and accepted positively, smiled the witch.
- But? - I asked. - Something is on the tip of your tongue is stuck "but". Tell him soon, and that can choke.

Madhouse "Sun".

- Come On, Anton. I'll call you tomorrow morning.
- My room...
I know your number. - She sighed. - Now go. You here all-trodden, and I still have to wash the floor. Nurses are missing, the cleaners is not enough salary in the garden a little. You should MOP is not going to come from? You have to save the world. So go ahead and save.

- Risk - Gesar said, looking at me.
- If you will allow me, chief, you dare, ' I said, getting up. - Call, write, send telegrams. Packages don't forget.

Sorry to disturb you, today is really fine day to die.

Nadia sighed and began to pick the eggs. Muttered:
- Not enough salt.
- Salt is harmful to health.
- And burnt.
- Activated charcoal is good for health.

The one who really wants the evil of his plans does not inform.

Every women since cave times have the need to have reliable hole.

Now I have become stronger, wiser and don't sweat!

Are you serious as a headstone.

I'd say you're dead.
- Very well that I'm not human.