"Bloody Mary"! - it has proclaimed. - today we have deserved "Bloody Mary". Will be? - Is not present, thanks, - I have told.
In vain. There is nothing better as in the middle of day of work, having spat on all rules and establishments, to drink the
bloody then earned glass of "Bloody Mary"! I kept mum, looked, how it creates the favourite cocktail in two layers ("binge-
snack") and listened to the story about mighty discussion which has burst recently on the Internet: to do "Mary" in two layers
or, on the contrary, to stir; as the parties within a week exchanged opinions - mi, cases from a life and citations from classics;
and as (on points) supporters of mixing have won.
... Here to you the classical example, Robbie when the stupid, rough, ignorant majority gains not deserved victory over is
congenital - ache intelligence and good taste! He has drunk with pleasure, having closed the eyes partly was licked and has
picked up a plug a bunch of carrot shavings.
The trustee, maybe, is required to the boy, - he declared without any transition. - your opinion? I did not have an opinion. I
not absolutely understood, why, actually, the boy causes such delights. Well, the widely-read boy. Well, even the telepathist.
Yes for God's sake. What we here - telepathists did not see, in this house?.
Marishku? - I have asked at random. It only has looked at me ukoriz - nenno, and I have there and then shut up.
Because at it four own children and still absolutely helpless husband - by a nickname of Nedoeda. ("Not eaten up spider" -
a hint on usage of some arthropods I will allow to eat the males right after or even during intimate games. nedoeda at it the
second husband. And the first too has not been eaten, as all of us at first believed: during immemorial times it - directly on a
joke - has left from it, but not to other woman, and to other man.) and it - фшЁхъ=юЁ-тюёяш=р=хыі-ьхэхфцхЁ-ёяюэёюЁ-
рэухы-§Ёрэш=хыі a boarding school for feeble-minded children. Its apartment - there and then, at a boarding school.
Infernal paradise - noise, bedlam, a mix of feeble-minded and quite healthy kiddies, a roar, laughter, snivels, all are occupied
by something, on a floor - rolls of wall-paper through all room (for drawing of pictures), Barbie's dolls, the multi-coloured
pyramids, not stopping pipes and drums, sparkle monitors of computer prefixes, rope ladders hang down from a ceiling, - and
through all it with blagozhela - telnoj a smile on long lips strides Not eaten up Spider, makes the way to itself in a mink where
it scribbles children's rhymes and rasskaziki for magazines, persistently, but bespobedno competing with Grigory Osterom,
Kharms, Edward Uspenskim and other coryphaeuses ("the Frog croaks, night shines, and the duck grunts - chija
daughter..."). More he is not able anything, so at Marishki actually not four, but five children... Plus all boarding school.
Sensej has made to itself the second cocktail, has admired a pile a gleam and ("In small doses vodka is harmless in any
quantities...") has drunk, - has thoroughly grunted and it was pulled behind a carrot. I looked, how he eats favourite kotletki,
izjashchnejshe and even gracefully coping with a plug and a knife. He spoke nothing, but I knew that it still looks forward to
hearing.
Matveja, can be? - I have asked.
I knew that Matvej is not not necessary, but it is more I anybody offer it could. Unfortunately, Matvej from those who loves
mankind, but is absolutely indifferent to its separate representatives and in particular - to children.