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Lets get away from this Freddy, because other creatures have the coolest. The most amazing thing is that Gulliver, which he can have in principle, has a mirror in the room, which reduces the weight of a person. When you look at it, when you see yourself up to the chest, in reality, your lower half immediately disappears, moving into the mirror. And the mirror projects you from the mirror into reality, like a hologram. The weight of this miracle of the body, after all, has long been known, five micrograms. Gulliver is weighed every day on it, looking. It was then that Gulliver was captured by dwarfs and midgets, they covered the mirror with a veil, and Gulliver fell to the ground. He has only the upper half on the ground, and the weighty, lower one remains inside the mirror. Lilliputians beat him and beat him, because he doesnt even have arms, everything is in the mirror, if he raised his hands when he looked, maybe the hands would be. When they get tired of beating the giant, when they eat all the food at home and rob him, steal gold and teaspoons, open the mirror and run away. The lower half flies out of the mirror and sticks to Gulliver. He gets up and starts stroking himself because it hurts. He had been beaten. He is angry, but he cannot find the midgets.
Oh, if he had a smartphone, they would help him find these midgets, because phones have already appeared unusual, which can magnetize midgets to the smartphone cover. And inside it, the hamsters of physics are pedaling, they know for sure that movement is life. When the phone turns off, they wipe off the sweat and go to sleep. Sometimes its a whole day, sometimes its three minutes. Its an hour, the battery needs to be filled with energy and movement. When they click on the screen, the loader inside runs and moves, rebuilds the world, the settings section, mail, and anything that a person clicks on, then the builder builds the loader.
Have you ever seen ostrich diggers? But the wasps see them every day, because they hire them to build holes for them. Real tunnels. They are even hired by ants when they do not have time to cook at home before winter. They gnaw the earth with their huge teeth, like worms, inside, shrink and spit, like plasticine and crawl. Their mouth is a bottomless well. Everything eaten flies out in another place, through a teleport, in Yakutia. The same teleport inside the ostrich. In Yakutia, I accept land and plant palm trees around yurts. They feed the elephants. Elephants eat and become even wrinkled and wiser. And then they tell everyone to feed everyone with normal food, and that all the Yakuts are fucking degenerates, dumb-nosed.
Ants themselves are ordinary, only now they keep in a cocoon not babies of ants at all, but real people. Little ones. They also suck on nipples in a cocoon, and they got here from a rocket in orbit. The nipples are from the intestines of spiders, and from the milk of a rabbit. When people go to sleep in cryosleep in their capsules, they move into the ants cocoon, which has decreased. Back, then, as it turns out, it is impossible to return. So, among the crowd of ants, you can see a person who carries a grain of sugar on his back or pulls straw behind him to strengthen the passages to the tunnels. They swear, yell, but they do it. Let them not do it, the war ants will cut off their paws. Ants do not need weak companions. Not at all. Once, one of us here tried to build a car in order to move faster, but they immediately killed him, calling him a charlatan and a vile lazybones. Now it is forbidden to think without an order. People run and run, get tired as soon as they sit down, get a spear in the belly, and run again. Let them crawl, but do not stand still, do not create traffic jams in the tunnels with ants. There is a porter here, no, he doesnt rape anyone here, he drags cocoons of ant people on his back to a nearby anthill, runs around like a formula one car, because he has a mutation, seven legs, the seventh on his head. He keeps hitting the ceiling with it, and his leg runs along the ceiling and pushes him back into the anthill, from where he takes the cocoons. Therefore, with his saliva, he tied this leg onto his back, and now even cocoons are better to hold on to, because there is support from below. Instead of a tail, so to speak, but he, as it were, is fine. Only one eye sometimes interferes with him when, after leaving the anthill, the sun shines into his eyes. If there were two eyes, he would close the right one from the right sun, and run with his left eye. And here, sometimes he stumbles, and a tick sticks into his eye. It is difficult to pull them out, they have twisted teeth. But if you tickle them between the legs, they let go of the eye.
They say that the leaves that fall from the side of the forest, that far behind the sun, millions of thousands of light years away, hides a planet that cannot be seen by any telescope. Aliens live there. They walk on their heads, eat with their fingers, and talk in wind dances. By their structure, they are like a thin sheet of A4, standing sideways, it is impossible to see them, but standing in front of someone, you can see their flat faces. Drawn nose, eyes and mouth. Aliens often liked to look at the stars from their planet, only they did not see the stars like we do, because the laws were different there, as if everything around was drawn with colored pencil and felt-tip pen. White unpainted dots on paper, in the blue sky, green, barely shaded trees that flew through the air, with a frequency of 2 frames per second, and animals that often fought with the winds and flew around the planet, grabbing and tearing clouds to shreds. The birds were like two sticks, flapping their wings, and fell in a minute. They could fly for barely a minute, and when it started to rain, they all hid under cover. Here the rains were stone and wet. Each of them was scarier than they could have imagined. But everything was enough, so to speak, to lie down on the ground and become flat with the earth, part of the planet, and the stones could not do any harm at all, but the rains, it was difficult to hide from them. The wet world of the aliens was becoming uninhabitable, so they invented a fan made from the skin of monsters, shredding them to ventilate the earth. than they could imagine. But everything was enough, so to speak, to lie down on the ground and become flat with the earth, part of the planet, and the stones could not do any harm at all, but the rains, it was difficult to hide from them. The wet world of the aliens was becoming uninhabitable, so they invented a fan made from the skin of monsters, shredding them to ventilate the earth. than they could imagine. But everything was enough, so to speak, to lie down on the ground and become flat with the earth, part of the planet, and the stones could not do any harm at all, but the rains, it was difficult to hide from them. The wet world of the aliens was becoming uninhabitable, so they invented a fan made from the skin of monsters, shredding them to ventilate the earth.
The ferret lived in a hole under a nuclear power plant, and never complained about the radiation. The ferret wore his fur coat with caution, but how could it be otherwise, and all because the fur coat was unimaginably predatory, every hair is worms with teeth, predatory. The worms ate the radiation itself, straight from the air and soil, tearing apart matter itself. Actually we dont know. But we will continue. When a man killed a ferret, and then the beast went out to take a pee behind the fence, after watching a cartoon; to make themselves clothes for the winter, the worms ate a man by jumping out of it. The fur coat became even fatter. Well, a worm cannot eat a hundred kilograms and not get fat. On earth, many ate one hundred grams of sweets and carried them up to two hundred kilograms. And so. The meat they ate began to mutate, and those worms turned into snakes. Tired. We fell asleep. For two years they lay swollen on the ground, cars rolled over them. The fur coat floated in a puddle towards the drainpipe, it was carried away in the claws of birds and gnawed by flies. Dogs defecated on them. Cats slept on them. Once, I remember, this fur coat was used instead of a condom by black swingers-Arabs.