Character: Burt Elektronik

- But, again, the production of a "thing in itself", either that or nothing, pale blue is not the worst option for generouslysized.
- So, Yes, I hope pink machines will not, and then I'll puke.
- Thank God cars, no. My sense of beauty, it will die in convulsions, if the trophies will bring, assault rifles pink color, but with strelkovka still have to work. The corpse feelings, of course will whiff, but I can live with that.
- Yeah, roughly speaking, sleep is as good as it is, only to sleep it's free...

Fabulous ***. Do not go there, she will devour you... Why you just left the hospital released!?

Intuition is experience, passed into the subconscious. That is, the mind just analyzes the current situation, in barely distinguishable factors detecting some irregularity in the world. People may not hear a rustle behind you, don't see a light swaying of the branches, but still to understand trained sixth sense that behind this Bush lurking foe.

Then the money went. Sometimes crazy and a lot. Who refuses money? And money - they are such a bastard, with a certain number make you run after them wherever they want. Them, not you. Money is a good servant, when they were little. When a lot of them they are your master. Often a cruel master.

Burning skies, twinkling lights.
Cold spark patterns woven.
Green wave running in heaven.
Casts a spell over us in the darkness of the mountain.
Mysterious light district full.
Looks half to Terra Luna.

Don't be afraid of enemies - they can only kill you; fear not friends, for they can only betray; be afraid of indifferent people - with their tacit consent there are all the most horrible crimes in the world.