City #24
12 августа 1999 |
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Beech - The Adventures of Shtiplitsa and one another in ppiklyucheniya Bopmana.

***************** ***************** BEECH Shtirlitsa adventures and other adventures Bormann continued - No, Stirlitz still tell us how did you managed to get himself to recruit the very Intelligence chief Mr. Thompson? - Pastor Schlag interested in the purely professional side of things. - Oh, leans against it to the door strike when the stop moaning - let go - joked Stirlitz. The pastor was afraid, and he spilled cocoa new cassock, but splashed Shtirlitsa at the same time, for which got his fist on the greasy face. - Stirlitz, and you'll go to work? - Borman said, squealing with delight. Stirlitz thought. In this position he sunrise. * On Capitol staff rolled a rumor that the intelligence chief, a new employee, very active and fierce. By evening, the first working day Shtirlitsa all already know who the owner of the Capitol. At night, a mysterious Stirlitz reported Kennedy. - What is this Mr. Shtirlitz? - Asked President, wiping with a towel just shaved cheek. - Oh, Mr. President, this is the best Russian spy - said Thompson, crouching in a low bow. - Ha! And maybe we ought to arrest him? - Kennedy took a toothbrush and with contempt squeezed her big piece of green toothpaste. - You do not know, Mr. President - Thompson sighed, stroking his artfully made-up a bruise under his left eye. - Then you were lucky - said Kennedy and launched a brush with toothpaste in his mouth. Thompson sighed. - Mr President, perhaps, approve of our gotovyaschuyuyusya terraktsiyu against the Russian, - said the defense minister, barely moving his battered lips. Kennedy spit out toothpaste, and with interest looked at him and nodded, prompting further talk. - We will launch a Russian tehaskuyu corn locusts, and this pig Khrushchev starve together with its Soviet people. - Oh, and we would still violate the biological balance! - Said happily sneak Thompson. Kennedy thought. - Listen, Thompson, someone you me Reminds You ... - He said, taking off his flak jacket. - Glad to! - Said Thompson. - Try, try, - said the president and slowly yawned and went away. * - Listen you, Lysenko damn you when girbrint cucumber with a bottle brought forth? I want to eat! - Khrushchev removed his shoe and knocked them yourself on the forehead. That he liked, and he knocked times stronger. - Soon, Nikita Sergeevich, - has promised to Lysenko and again loudly neighing. - You come in a hurry, fat, and then as embedding in ear - Khrushchev said, starting to get angry. - I here those embedding himself - said Lysenko raising a fist, and two genius - big and small - Began, grunting and groaning every minute, fighting. To separate them quickly and were taken to different rooms. - That no ginbrinta I have not seen you, you face with laces! - Oral Nikita Sergeyevich, trying to escape and take off shoes to run them in Lysenko. - Himself a fool! - Posted Lysenko, spitting on the floor and pulling down. to be continued ...
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