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The ferret checked the calculator with the sun.

The sun was just a little behind.

Having corrected the sun, the ferret said:

“Something that the dog is late. What kind of dog asked the crow?”

" bloodhound dog" answered ferret

"dogs in fact almost do not fly, even a bloodhounds"

the crow declared authoritatively

In the distance Indian Hip-Hop played.

"Special effects did not order? " someone asked.

"Yes, but when I press the red button."

"And not these, but the take-off of the spaceship". replied the ferret.

The crow was clearly bored wanting something ... I'll trial try horror, well, At least quiet unanxious. she said, heading for the tree. The quiet horror to the trials was clearly not ready.

He hissed and scratched, climbed deep into the hollow of the tree. The hairy point turned into a dog. Looking at the fluctuation of her ears, the pigeons nervously deviated from the course.

Bloodhound flew faster than hi thoughts. Two entangled ideas have realized that they will not catch up.

Then they decided: inspire someone to? "Why me," someone shouted.

Having touched the tree with his head, the dog flew on.

A tree, but you know …

The crow continued to be sad. (this could end as usual badly).

"The heart requires flying," she shouted, throwing the pieces of land with her feet.

"Okay, hysteric, takeoff is allowed," answered the ferret, pressing the button.

Under the sound of Indian hip-hop, leaving behind a dug track, the crow flew up. She was obviously hampered by something, and it was also boring to fly.

"Maybe it's stupid prejudice," thought the crow, "but I have someone on my tail."