Čtení s trochou smíchu v šílené ráno….A za ruku jsem držel astronautku Petersovou“ Kapitola 50.

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And I held astronaut Peters by the hand.

Lubomír Tomik

Chapter Fifty.

Under the bright light of fluorescent lights.

But there is a strange sound everywhere on the globe. Whistling. Whistling other than wind whistling. Thin as a breath, but everywhere, day and night, there is an endless pitiful sound, as if from distant heavenly bagpipes.
Is this my new world?
-You? - I said concerned. -Don't you want to stop making a fool of me?
The Commissioner took stock: - Overall, it was a slap in the water.-
The devil's memories of how inappropriate they come and how they violently take over the brain. And yet there was doubt in him. Crazy, slight, sweet doubt.

When we found the Commissioner many years later, we found a notebook under the bed. The first pages looked normal: small, orderly, a little austere. Notes from a person who is used to keeping a diary on the road. And that's a good habit. But then the font grew larger, it swayed, perhaps it could be attributed to the swaying of the ship, but we knew that in those days the sea was calm. The content of the notes also changed: they completely lost their logic, their coherence. He kept coming back to one thing: In the middle of the smell of carbolic acid, in the middle of piles of dead bodies, I lent my eyes to someone else…
-Well, ma'am.- That was the Captain's voice. Blurred and inaccurate.-Where is the airdrop here? -
-I'd better-Commissioner Sullivan told him.- These are the adults! What do you think about yourself? Are they gods? ”He thought as he looked at the Captain.
One lid quivered. He smiled wetly. He had decayed teeth that disappeared into the distance. He was the most disgusting figure in the history of literature.
The captain did not answer immediately. He shoved a match into his mouth and began to bite it. Remember Fawcett! Only mud and vines everywhere. Before you know it, you're lost! You will fall into the swamp. Anaconda bites you in the ass. What about kandiru? That's a boy. Follow the pickpocket without worries. But don't go into the jungle, don't go into that jungle. But you probably already know that. And I'm not talking about going upstairs. You will understand all this.-
Sullivan thundered: "I'm already thinking with horror what alcohol is spilling on Kamchatka in exchange for furs!" I'm afraid that if I stand in the way of that alcohol typhoon, it will sweep me away like a worthless beetle. ! -
The pilgrim to Rome grinned and swallowed a hundred-year-old round sheep's cheese.
Shortly after the second, the scooters began to take off.
-Brrrr. -Thugs. -Brrrr… - Like an apocryphal buzzing wasp demonstrated by a megaphone.-Brrrr… -
The commissioner breathed loudly through his nose. So we should.

But what role does Nazim Kemal play in this game?

It was still necessary to admit that astronaut Peters was not only a very capable pilot of the starship Surf, but her added value lay in the fact that she had extraordinarily beautiful,good manager, firm breasts, perhaps smaller for someone's taste, I was ecstatic about them.

End of chapter fifty.

A little laugh this crazy morning. Když zešílel celý svět, proč bychom nemohli my ? 

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