Book: I – evil spirits or How to survive among his

Fig well, really then, at the hostel, really notice?! Then it's definitely time to seek political asylum at the South pole penguins.

- Zhenyok, drooling pick! - I heard angry hissing Vlad.
- I can only look, kitty - conciliatory said the Satyr. - As in a Museum, you know?
- I understand, but saliva still pick up a similar nymph.

- S-s-s-s-s, Eugene, you evil-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh!.. - spitted Cooking, just turning to satire.
- But once all the fun was - cheerful whispered Eugene, pleased very much that roused sleepy swamp the audience.