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(c) We love Alexandrov
In this issue I decided to continue the good
tradition - to publish interviews with famous
the greatest spektrumists.
Today I went to visit the founding father
love and permanent (until a certain time)
to the head of the Optical Brothers group - Fi-
losof'u. In a comfortable living room, convenient
but sitting on the floor, near Filosof
(reclining on a huge rocking chair),
I prepared to listen to brilliant speeches,
worthy of the best of organizers.
Unfortunately, I immediately confused him a little
detached look. But I hoped that mine
questions will be able to awaken in him his former in-
res to life, the remains of which are still warm
shone in his intelligent eyes.
Seasoned inhuman
(report from nowhere)
LA: Good afternoon.
Fil: S-s-s-s... Yeah.
[Filosof perked up a little and scratched his
ear]
LA: They say you are the founder
com theories of Brutal Opticalism?
[in response Filosof touched the
swollen left eyelid indexfinger
right hand]
LA: I understand your answer. Then another
question: is it true that you stood at the origins
the Optical Brothers?
[Filosof began to funny drool great-
with great bubbles, staring glassy
looking at a point above my left shoulder]
LA: According to rumors, you are one of the key per-
characters from role-playing games held in Minsk.
I mean field and tablets...
[Filosof thoughtfully chewed the nail of the big
left toe and stared at the door.
I realized that it was time to quit serious
our topics. Smiled favorably and clapped
Filosof's shoulders. The philosopher was momentarily distracted
Xia and looked at me with concentration]
LA: Listen, Shurik, maybe you can tell me
about your life, but more understandable for a person,
far from computers?
[here Filosof’s cheek twitched nervously,
his gaze came to life for a moment, and He quickly,
hiding in the words, he muttered. I was glad
that I didn’t forget the recorder]
Fil: I was born earlier than expected. When
I was one year old, I fell off the porch. When
I was two, I got pneumonia
kih. When I was three, I started
smallpox At four I fell down the stairs and broke
six ribs. At five my uncle lost his
head with a watermelon. At sixparents strongly
They hit me on the head with a shovel. At seven
my rabbit bit off my right index finger
finger When I was eight, my dog
crushed the tractor. At nine I lost mine
hand because of a rabid animal. At ten
my sister was bitten by a dog. When I was
eleven, my grandfather committed suicide
murder. At twelve he was followed
grandmother. When I turned thirteen,
my father gouged out his eyes in a fit of madness
feverish fever. When I was fourteen
my brother lost his arm at the zoo. When
I was fifteen, my aunt was dying
choked on a bone. At my sixteen my
cousin got poisoned. At seventeen I
I cut off my toe. At eighteen
my father lost a leg because of the same thing
tractor that killed the dog.
I'm looking forward to my nineteenth birthday.
[after such a long coherent speech, He
again fell into a stupor and spoke in monosyllables
words]
LA: And actually, why Filosof?
Fil: Yeah...
LA: Please tell us about "Spect-
room" on your table.
[Filosof yawned widely and, thrusting a long
dirty nail in the ear, frantically
tried to twist it]
LA: What do you do in your free time?
what time?
[On the word"idleness" Filosof interested
Vanno looked into my eyes and pulled me out from behind
backs of the chamber pot. Looked thoughtfully
Contents, spat with concentration, studied
effect and sat on it]
LA: Tell me, why do you have a vi-
sit iguanodon skull with deformed
upper jaw?
[Filosof thoughtfully scratched the fiery red
stubble, removed the skull from the door and threw it away
through the window]
[The correspondent was sincerely amazed by what he saw
nomu and crossed out the question in his notebook
sys from 15 to 64 inclusive, which concern
room interior items]
LA: Tell me, why the heavy horse
the harness you are wearing so successfully combines -
with soft house slippers?
[Filosof looked at my suit in bewilderment,
especially focusing on striped
tie and tarpaulin boots]
LA: What is the reason for your departure from Optical
Brothers?
[Filosof jumped up and nervously ran around the room
they rushed at the door with a terrible cry. But
then the spark of reason left him, and Filosof
sank exhaustedly to the floor next to
me]
LA: I see that the conversation has somewhat tired you,
so I’ll ask the last question: Thinking-
have you ever thought about creating a new creative
team?
[In response, Filosof lay down on his back and chatted
in the air with his feet, turned on his side and sweetly
fell asleep]
Filosof (tm),
registered trademark.
Alw> When Lyubim put this text on the re-
doctor's table and left in tears
zero room, we noticed pinned
paper clip statement of his resignation from Al-
ways. Yes, we all remember how fun
and a cheerful person is
Philosopher His departure from us became real
great shock, and only after three
month the editorial office was able to recover and
continue working.
And, of course, a new meeting with this mo-
booming intellect greatly influenced
Alexandrov's well-being. We hope
he'll get better.
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