end of the nineties. On the television is a kind of movie with a cool thick-spec-hero in the main roles, which runs some CD with important information. And then the film approaches the final, the villain-man directed a trunk on her, then his victorious monologue... and the troll throws a CD into it. The disc strikes him straight into the forehead, piercing the bone like oil. I’m rushing... say, the pipe of America. I throw plastic through the front bone. Mom with a serious look with intonation "Are you a fool?This is not plastic, but a laser!