(C) Werewolves
Was the most common July afternoon. The heat was unbearable.
Streets and yards were filled with sunlight and dust.
Passers-by were few, and they all tried to escape from the
scorching sun in cool gardens or, in extreme cases, near beer
drum under an umbrella, where the air was stinking of mad mix
the smell of beer and sweat. In general the city was almost
empty. A little boy with the tenacity dibila tried to catch
razomlevshego from the unbearable heat skinny cat. Whenever a
toddler managed to grab a cat lying in the dust tail, that
produce sounds more like burping rather than meowing after
which, having escaped, ran off a couple of steps and time again
to dust off valilsya one single thought: get some sleep. But
stubbornly childhood and child with a dull expression on his
face once again pulls the poor animal's tail to dusty tratuaru.
- Do not run - sluggish rasped Eye, then glancing at the
monitor, then the pagan child tormenting the cat. - You think?
- Yet no longer a live voice answered Crazy. Ice cream, once in
the stomach ten minutes after the beer, such as unwell it led.
- If the cat did not bite this asshole, I will do it instead,
his voice, lying in a chair, Sprite. - Mdaa ... - Extended
Crazy. This could mean many things: either that that the disk
is really ugly screw up, or that the child under the balcony
should really nakostylyat neck. But rather all that ice cream
does not make friends with beer. This was confirmed by his pale
face, trembling knees, and uneven gait, leading towards the
outhouse. - And if it DiscDoctor'om? - Seeing eyes Crazy,
stretched Eye.
- Who: cat or a child? - Mumbled sleepily Sprite.
- Floppy disks! - Eye of laziness, did not even understand the
joke. - Go on, - Sprite poured into a one cup of warm,
dedicated his soap kvass. - Crazy comes back, will have to say.
- I'm afraid it will not be soon, - Sprite lazily poured
himself another. In john heard the melodic sounds of a struggle
Crazy with my stomach. - Oh, look, something is uploaded, -
Eye removed the finger from the button, ignoring the error.
Appeared on the monitor screen saver with the naked woman. With
a couple of seconds she smiled seductively, and then Comp
meanly of the fall in BASIC. - OOOO! - With one voice groaned
Sprite and Eye. The street echoes said ohrenevshy cat.
- A well scat here! - Angrily shouted Sprite, leaning over the
balcony. Cat's eyes looked pained scream, but with places have
moved. The child let go of fear and tail twisting the person
yelled, as if he was given a cuff. - It's something you're
scaring the child? - There was a hysterical female voice on the
floor above - that you do nothing? Vanya is not Weep, my good
play Babe. Uncle no longer be on you scream otherwise - raising
his voice to a shriek, squealed mother - I call the police. -
Sprite, hunt you scream in the heat? - Grimaced Eye. - Yes,
already in how to get! - Sprite ran his hand across his throat
and fell back into the chair. - Guys I'm home - Crazy
complexion was like a green cucumber. - We have just uploaded
the picture, - returning the drive, "said Eye. On street again,
plaintively otrygnul cat. - I'm home porestoryu - walking
backwards to the door hissed Crazy. - Yeah, call me if Th is
obtained - his voice Sprite. - Required - already in the
corridor said beer drinkers with ice cream. - Poor fellow, -
Eye smiled - I did his warning ... - Outdoor heard the howling
of the child. - Bite! - Rapturously zavopel Sprite. Both
looked out into the yard. Toddler sitting in the dust of the
street and announce a heart-rending cry. Cat with bored sitting
around. On it was evident that the sounds he madly stir. Coming
from the entrance to Crazy stopped near this couple and
thought. A child thinking that now it will soothe depicted
roaring fire Serena and even flushed from the strain. Second
pause Crazy gave one cuff and a good kick second. Despite the
enthusiastic cries of Sprite and the Eye, angry - hysterical
mother and half-witted child, as well as disgruntled belching
cat, Crazy quickly rushed toward his house, For beer, ice cream
snack - HARMFUL!
P.S. This story is not vydumanna. Event, the description
above, was actually in 1994. Guess who described it from the
people I was.
