Pets in room

**************************************************************************** Lonely women, short and two-wire, like Mongolian horses, all in a harness of jewelry and pointy hats, going the same way, were caught by him. Tong was used to overtaking them. Women called monitors, dispersing local evil spirits. And Tong Rampa dispersed herds of rams, here and there, caught on country roads. Philosophically minded yaks - these true Buddhists in shaggy hides - were more sympathetic to him. Tong Rampa waved at him and continued to measure the dry, indented soil with his crooked legs...

******************************************************************************* - For two months now! - He cried out without failing to throw his mug at the cat. - We have been sitting here for two months without any use! Your supernova won't explode, three times cursed and as far away as the horns of the shaitan himself! There is no such thing: everything that was trumpeted about you is true! You are a loser... Moreover, you are a dangerous maniac. For some reason, you've put some kind of nonsensical bliss in your head!...

************************************************************************* In desperation, he threw away a cat that hid under the astronomer's bed. - You're crazy," Mirko continued. - Do you understand that or not? Laying your back on the cement floor, sticking out at this lens at night, drawing something in your stupid notebooks! - Let everything burst! - Let them all change their minds and shoot each other. The council is a bunch of mossy idiots. Not today, not tomorrow, these idiots will be embarrassed!...

****************************************************************************** The technique was called Mirko, he continued to lubricate the mechanisms and take care of the generator, which is still splashed in the canisters of solar oil. And Patich, waiting for the celebration, chewed out all his nails. When the computer broke down, the astronomer moved behind the paper, exhausting even the pipiphax with his calculations, and in dispersion finally resembled Newton, who, as you know, instead of an egg once boiled a clock...

******************************************************************************* - E fructu arbor cognoscitur, Tymosha! - muttering Stout in incredible excitement. - We will tear down the last barrier! I will make sure that you are shown at the Stockholm conference. Belange and his associates must be dealt a final and crushing blow! Final and crushing! - Stout repeated in ecstasy, without breaking off the bars. - This two-legged man had lost his mind," said the goose to his friends, after Pete and the company had finally left...