Blake: With the iconostasis on the torpedo, by the way, a funny story came out.
In the ancient mesozoa, the boy who went to success, replaced his then bright 99th, with virtually a new boomer.
Since the success of the boy was very devout (this is generally a surprising fact, as a rule - the more sublime a person is - the more he appears to be devout. I remember one person with whom I worked and who violated not that individual article - the heads of the criminal collective, so in any situation, in any road circumstances passing by any temple, hearing a bell or radio message related to religion, he dropped the wheel and slightly baptized, after cheo continued his talks as in nothing about how to swallow, squeeze and punish).
Well, then, that godly boy who went to success, the whole moulded iconostasis with black, or as they said then, the colours of the 99th moist asphalt installed in the children's house of the Bavarian automotive industry.
One of the iconostases he even fixed on the wheel.
This iconostasis, during some small accident under the influence of the force of the rescuing boy airbeg, was installed in the mouth, turning the lips into bloody scabies, and the teeth - into a tiny.
It was this that convinced me of the serpentine truth – God is not a freer.