The language is doomed, - information flashed through the left hemisphere. - This scratching will not save him, but we can provide this service!
- Come on, dear, let's still a little bit, not the time to be offended now, - seeing the hunted look of the Language, the Drive begged. - I know that I am a goat and we are all goats. Take out, dear, the bobble came out, you see.
At this time, four previously dormant volcanoes started talking on the Earth at once, and the Navigator’s left eye instantly turned from green to purple, having increased in size three times.