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Julio 25, 2007
little crooked vein
warren ellis, zjb diedas, ką tik išleido savo pirmąjį romaną, perskaičiau pirmą skyrių [pdf], gerai kaip visada. jis moka rašyti apie vidutinio amžiaus daug rūkančius kerėplas :)
I opened my eyes to see the rat taking a piss in my coffee mug. It was a huge brown bastard; had a body like a turd with legs and beady black eyes full of secret rat knowledge. Making a smug huffing sound, it threw itself from the table to the floor, and scuttled back into the hole in the wall where it had spent the last three months planning new ways to screw me around. I’d tried nailing wood over the gap in the wainscot, but it gnawed through it and spat the wet pieces into my shoes. After that, I spiked bait with warfarin, but the poison seemed to somehow cause it to evolve and become a super-rat. I nailed it across the eyes once with a lucky shot with the butt of my gun, but it got up again and shat in my telephone.
16 skyrius dar yra, apie radio bin Laden
Posted by kpmg at Julio 25, 2007 12:13 PM 