Pero - Once upon a time there was a meat-eating beetle, he ate Pinen, snacked on Food, and did not suspect that there was a solid thing in the world called a computer.

 WEevil              
                                          
      Once upon a time there lived a meat-eating beetle, he ate Pinen, snacked
 I was full of food and didn’t suspect what was happening in the world
 there is solidity under the name computer. And in
 one beautiful sunny, not shaded
 Tsybuly morning, another entertaining beetle brought
 this black box with white and red edges
 kick and also with clumsy buttons. And
 told the meat-eating beetle the good news that
 on the way to him he cheated on Pinen and suddenly
 a miracle with buttons fell on him from the sky, and
 and it got a trifle on his paw. Behind him
 CHYALOVYACHEKUS fell down with glasses in front
 pocket (it was very scary at the beginning) and
 began to make convulsive sounds and move
 with your upper paws, quickly collect
 scattered parts and soon made a go-
 lac, a very large black box with clumsy
 buttons and squeaking spilli-
 mi, later the beetle found out that it was man-
 yak-computer specialists.                       
                                          
                                          
                                          
               Lopotuy golomoz, Yes bun- 
               children gruffly In the Koch' tour-   
               the mill bull, That goat   
               Droy would fall asleep, he would go to-  
               close their eyes, glaring at you, A 
               porsaki gnarly Vychat    
               sob!                   
                                          
                      ( Stanislav Lem Seven
 travels of Trurl and Klapauci.  Way-
 first procession, or Electruver Trurlja)    
                                          
                                          
         The cycle in nature, or        
          where do beetles come from?         
                                          
      The larva was large and juicy, yellow
 the liquid raged with green tints
 house with a seemingly puny body. Beetle
 watched the action with predatory intensity
 calmness, in its beetle essence of rumble-
 whether tanks of meat-eating and bombs exploded
 ma, who overloaded the already ma-
 a lazy little brain of a beetle, built in
 new on nasty and vile
 instincts. This “intelligent” part of the brain
 Vichka proved to the stubborn calf that ten-
 this larva will not crawl into his carcass and to
 besides, they smell like tsybuly. But OH
 I didn’t notice this smell, but I got the smell
 even to the neighbors, no less meat-eating and li-
 ceremoniously eaten by instincts. Beetles
 the neighbors went completely crazy, they scratched at the
 smelled and this was their last mistake, because
 the beetle did not have enough meat to satisfy its
 looks like a small carcass. Everything about this is scary
 in the world was a big mistake. Naive
 beetle, His instincts failed once a year -
 du.And he began to devour everything that showed
 there are signs of life, including larvae, and
 in vain. After all, he knew if he ate the larva, even
 a small piece, then soon your paws
 fall off with a disgusting squelch, and
 mud shell (highest protection)
 grows into something shiny and spongy, with
 the eternal queen who leaves unsatisfied
 haunting trace. The little brain becomes imaginative
 more, even less. And the powerful fangs turn
 into pathetic shoots that spontaneously
 opened and from there dripped muddy green
 new liquid, which meant it was new
 new essence (and she is also a new larva
 ate vinyl discs). It didn't take long
 time, and the position of the former beetle becomes
 it was even worse (from which side you look-
 roar).The last remains of the beetle essence 
  dissolved into a dull yellow
  the one with a green tint
  liquid called larvae
  new entity.  He (it)
  began to suck out moisture
  in worms with a large
 brain. The larvae gathered in herds and began
 launched their terrible hunt and nothingcould
 save the victim. After them they usually stayed
 dilapidated skeleton of a worm and several
 lumps of mucus.                          
       Recipe for "FOODA"       
                   (for artists)       
     1 Take some red tsybul.      
     2 Also a couple of pieces of mucus.        
     3 Mix 1 and 2 before lunch.          
     4 Leave until required.         
                                          
  side 2                                  
      The process proceeds with a rapid release of si-
 it smoke and heat. The mass obtained in re-
 As a result of the experience, he behaves disgustingly.
 After about 24 hours, remove from the bag.
 chi.Granulated sugar and salt (mustard, boiled
 onions, resistors, capacitors, machine oil
 add to taste and smell). Here it is -
 before, before you is new and shiny, with durable
 long-lasting non-breakable body. Mollusk in
 full of his beauty, though he has teeth
 weak and get lost early. But compensating for this
 uncontrollable predation, reminiscent of him
 parents.larvae!!! He rushes at everything
 some living creature and plunges a long
 toothless sickle-shaped jaws. Thin
 jaws are unable to gnaw the most powerful
 chitinous (rubber) shell of the creature, but
 he is a cunning mollusk, hangs on the victim and drops
 pours it off. When the mollusk grows up, it
 will tear the victim apart with strong teeth
 mandibles.The blue sky was complemented by turquoise
 Lachka.Gently green strawberry leaves
 fluttered in the light breeze that brought
 came from the sea. The whole beautiful landscape was
 there was a disgusting white turtle that pre-
ratilized a juicy, ripe, red strawberry
 into something disgusting. Soon in this disgusting
 the body's web will give birth to a beautiful soul
 society. Openwork and at the same time airy and
 powerful, beautiful wings, sealed in
 chrome-plated body, small, thick
 leathery and graceful paws with long
 funny curved claws, a subtle hint
 on the tail, slanted ribs, long forked
 language, isn’t it beautiful? A !   
                                          
  P.S. this is not the end...                 
                                          
                                          
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