By logics computer, without ambitions
I fire on you from three my positions.
Afraid? I don't know the fear
Becouse for magogs I was dinner…
Then, from their bodies decks were rubbed
I was repaired.....
Then, came new crew
And waists the air here….
They were said: "How beautiful here!"
Then, Nitshean tribes goes into...
Harper sticks to Rommie with the next crazy invention.
H: Rommie, I am possible I will rummage in yours mainframe?
R: No!
H: But why?
R: It is equivalent to a shot a class rocket "NOVA" on your bum
H: even if I will dress gloves?
R:...