You turned blue as udavlennikami from your funny. You want to laugh.
You're funny. You laugh everywhere, always, everything. You are still in the hall was not included, and already to laugh your Hari prepared. You laugh at absolutely everything: life, death, tsunami, earthquake. And you neigh. Half the country is frozen, and you ha ha ha, a policeman was killed ha ha ha, five million children are without prizora - ha-ha-ha. Why are you laughing, why is this ha-ha-ha? Because being serious - you're scared!
Dog carcass in alley this morning, tyre tracks on a bare belly. This city is afraid of me. I've seen its true face. Street - continuation of gutters, and the gutters filled with blood and when the drains are permanently clogged, all this scum will sink when the accumulated dirt of lust and murder will foam to the waist and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout, "SAVE US!" Well, and I'll whisper... "NO!"
(One day the world will kneel and will beg for mercy, and in response to only whisper - no...)