Character: Dmitry Rogov

Horns, bending under low branches, he muttered:
- Move.
Why?
For what I next want to sit down.
- I here very little space.
- Not to contradict the commander. I have to check whether you got a job, and if facilities are too high, take steps to suppression.
- What to bring?!
- Comfortable conditions provoke time for sleep, and this is unacceptable: must stop immediately to avoid falling asleep.

Deep down I good.
- Must be infinitely deep.

Respect itself arises, it is necessary to grow.

- Why do I?!
- But because you showed initiative, and she is the lady first wished to be the initiator.

In just four days people are so furious...
- Oh, the Horns, where do you born and raised? In the garden of Eden, under the shade of a wonderful tree? Somehow I think not. The man was the spawn of beast and beast is left, without the whip he quickly remembers his identity. Here take the whip and give the person full freedom, he can do great things begin? Create masterpieces? Other stars eager to conquer? No, he immediately begins to climb under the skirts of sisters and daughters, to smoke and sniff everything possible and impossible, to arrange on the head haircut mangy baboon, to look into the possibility of syphilis, stick to the ass friend, to demand free feeding and instead to do nothing and even eat human flesh in the underground pub for a lot of money ready, just to show everyone what he, his mother, free, liberated from all prejudices. Tell me - is this human behavior? No Horns, this is stupid behavior, but free of the beast. Over the beast's not hanging whip, freedom him the most that neither is full, for him for him in such perversions all natural.