Dog's joy

Dog's joy

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A closet in a warehouse. The professor, with his hands behind his back, stands in front of the cage. The doctor is standing nearby. “Hmm, Golovan.” Shchekn-Itrch, only tailless. “Tailless who?” “Oh,” the professor waved him off, “Why so much food?” - the professor nodded towards the bags of imported food. - So this is for him for three days. Listen, listen. It begins! - Ilgidep, ilgidep, ilgidep.... - God, Philip Philipovich, he says - irgidep. He read the inscription on the bag of food, only from right to left! - It’s really somehow not good, the dog reads the inscriptions in English backwards. - Ilgidep, ilgidep, ilgidep... - Who is this? - Oh, this is... Hamsters - mice in a pet store there weren’t. “Some strange hamsters, with bald heads.” “No, I shaved their heads, and then I thought, where can I find this cerebellum?” “What is this?” “I record all the phases on camera.” for history. So what do you say, professor? - the doctor nodded towards the cell. - Genetic infection - he is reborn into a human. - Or maybe it’s reversible, maybe he’s a werewolf. - It’s unlikely, two genomes in one organism. Another interesting thing is: why does he read and talk? – Genetic memory! Exactly! This is a world discovery! Let's take him to England and America. Professor, you are the author of the idea, and I am your assistant! – Yes, in England we will get... twenty years in prison, of course, for illegal experiments with human stem cells. So we won’t be getting to America any time soon. True, we can start with America - there we will only get fifteen years. - What about us? - We may have a fine for cruelty to an animal, or maybe five years for engaging in medical activities without the appropriate license. - So let's take a license !– We don’t give such licenses.– So what should we do?– Let’s wait for now, and when the rate of rebirth slows down, we’ll take it from here.– Ilgidep, ilgidep, ilgidep. Give me some food, you bastards!



The text of the book was translated from the original language using an artificial intelligence program. For the most part, the translation of the text is of very high quality, but in some cases, due to the imperfection of the technology, there may be incorrect phrase translations in the text, as well as single words and expressions may not be translated.
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Игорь Шабельников Федорович
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Ukrainian

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Dog's joy

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