Putin And Trump Save The Universe

— How do you know that? -In the voice of Donald trump billionaire President sounded suspicious.

She has such a gift! Lure the rat jellyfish. Shouted the black just received the freedom of the girl.

It's true! Such a creature as a rat-jellyfish, it is very difficult to deceive or lure, they are very cunning. So here I am! Or rather, my singing.

The girl put her finger to her thin but very bright lips. Her Breasts seemed especially high and textured against the background of a thin waist with a relief belly.

— Why? — Donald trump approached her with his head.

— Mystery! I don't know! Maybe the voice is so wonderful. The girl lowered her eyes modestly.

— Then sing something. While I fumble with the locks. Frankly it's nice to release from the shackles of such nice legs and arms. The young President leaned over and kissed the girl's glossy Shin.

— And Vice versa? — She said, involuntarily blushing.

I have not tried! Although it would be no less interesting. — Donald trump noticed and began to cough his throat.

The big girl interrupted him.:

— No let better, Elvira will sing. She nodded her head and pointed at the snow-white maiden.

— With pleasure! — Girl has become in pose of, loudly coughed, straightened hair. Her soft voice poured out. It resembled the chime of bells tied to a daring Troika.

Storms, hurricanes are not a barrier for our couple,

We are the sons of the Fatherland that blooms like a rose Bush.

Who did not know abuse, that did not eat millet porridge,

The fight leads us, God Savior, Jesus!

We used to fight even in the stormy ocean,

Every man, he's like a sliver overboard.

Monsters of the Horde believe in the fight torn to pieces,

Honor have us not hammer out nor a sledgehammer with a hammer!

The sword was boiling in the furnace, in the heat of the fire,

Sharpened blades are very tough bellows!

Be fearless soldiers; the heart is strong and robust,

If death, then stand still, do not run!

Yes, the war is, of course, is not a feast with sweet honey,

After all, it is a tear and blood flows thickly.

The wolf howls long and the bear with a ferocious roar,

A blow in response, let it be in the eye, not the eyebrow!

There is a spear such, that penetrate chain mail can,

There are shields such that their pile does not break!

But do not be a coward, let's not make the devils faces,

In order not to become like the networking game!

Here will come, you believe, radiant decision,

Each award that is higher not found!

For criminal thought will come, believe vengeance,

There is no other valor than the hard way!

Girls together clapped her hands, a gesture of approval typical of most of the worlds:

— Great! Outstanding work! The biggest girl said.

Freed from the shackles, she began to dance, leaping high up. Other slaves will join her. They started singing too, it was fun.

When Donald trump finally freed the last slave, the girls lined up in a circle and bowed.

— Lead us Batyr! We trust you now!

The President-the billionaire so anything and concerning girls, didn't think up. The truth would be to take them to the Emir, saying that I have repulsed them from the bandits and their fate in your hands. However, this is tantamount to betrayal, what he then liberator!

The young President narrowed his eyes and scratched the ground with his foot. Well, that was painful to solve such problem, for someone who used to think animal.

The hesitation could have lasted a long time, but then Donald trump suddenly called out.

You called me?

Voice was low and together with those slippery.

The young President glanced at the speaker. On the unusual animal with frog legs and snout trehalose Rhino sat elf in fancy clothing and long red pepper-and-salt beard. The turban on his head was oddly shaped, but richly decorated.

And eyes, burning as coals and together with those fascinating. This was real a sorcerer. And voice just really coming from a deep and damp grave:

Are you Kitsch? I see the chieftain has sent an army and one wants to have fun with the girls.

— In love collective-destroys intimate! — Said without losing wit, the President of the United States. — Or do you think the opposite?

— Why, what about the advice? The wizard creaked in dissatisfaction. As if he really was a cool Eros specialist.

— In love only poets-give useful advice! "A mighty President named Invincible.

The sorcerer chuckled, rubbed the horn of his horse.

— Do you know what distinguishes love from friendly parties?

Donald trump responded automatically:

— I know! The fact that the third extra!

The sorcerer is already a more normal tone added:

— And the fourth gives the thrill. Although you'll notice three the number of harmony!

The President-the billionaire retorted:

But not love!

But the warlock is not so simple. Probably has become skilled,for long decades, and even centuries in public speaking. What do you think, magic is the ability to orate so very much.

— But power! There are three components: Executive, legislative, judicial! But even the strongest religious power — the Magician suddenly changed the subject. — However, we digress, why are you calling me?

— It is necessary to create a potion capable of, to give a simple warrior property of furious demons. The billionaire President said.

— This is not the most difficult assignment! But look! — MAG was shown tied to a Rhino hump frog bag. — Here I collected special minerals and herbs, I was warned in advance that you may need help.

Donald trump exclaimed vigorously:

That's great! I think we will achieve a lot. Let's make a potion right now!

The sorcerer agreed, and deliberately yawning:

— If you don't mind! But first, let the girls gather the following herbs: lupescu, plantain, tegomasu and fir needle! This is not uncommon, and everything else we have!

— What same polyphenols collect! — Ordered popdance.

— Aren't you afraid they'll run away? The sorcerer frowned.

— No! They have nowhere to run! You can leave hard fate, but can not hide, if you're inside a big pussy. — Very cleverly loaded aphorism Donald trump.

— What an interesting observation! The slave was so used to his collar that, having been released, he began to suffocate. The sorcerer croaked, not yielding to the depths of his thoughts.

"These girls are no longer slaves, they are our sisters. — Said maximum confidence the President-the billionaire.

— Really? Well, let them grin their teeth and have fun! — The magician didn't argue and even seemed pleased.

The girls ran away two of them were left:

— Clean the cauldron properly! The sorcerer ordered them. It is impossible that there were harmful impurities.

Beauty turned ugly scorched concoction and eagerly set to work. I felt experience and diligence.

The sorcerer, meanwhile, spread out the Mat and began to mix the components over it. You could see him weighing them on the scales. Then shouted:

— Cleaned up the rat jellyfish, the skin easily peels off and you will succeed! Do it three!

Three more girls were distracted from collecting herbs and harnessed to work.

Meanwhile, the warrior-President of the United States is Invincible, she tilted her head, thinking. He even had sweat on his forehead. The fate of the girls was his own, and what will happen if they are caught by bandits. Rape, then death. And that's not all possible! No, the share of women is not so easy, although as the wise say: it is easier to become a Sultan than a Sultan!

On the other hand a woman can be a warrior! Yes, very simple, especially since the slaves are very strong. Only other question who will take to himself in army of women? He would maybe have picked up, especially in personal protection, but given the male ego to demand this of another, like asking a legless jump across the chasm.

However, if the girls make up. Just as a beard to glue them or what?

Yes and deception quickly will be revealed. There is only one solution, maybe not the smartest, but the best he could not think of: to create his own gang of girls and engage in robbery. In the vicinity there are rich villas, where you can collect no small prey. In addition, the ranks can be replenished with escaped slaves.

The truth could prevent competition from the small and not so small boys!

Then you need the wit or the authority of the leader. Girls however, not a lot of a little more than fifty, all as one strong, well, what will be higher than their mobility. Here Donald trump felt a vague desire to pray — to someone strong, wise, knowledgeable and loving. But who? There are many gods, and to pour out his heart to no one! So you're a lonely, abandoned by all! By the way the girl sang about Jesus. Why was he singing about it? Did and in this world in Christ believe? Or is it a completely different God, a man with a similar name? After all, in other worlds can be so much similar to ours. Surprisingly a lot similar, with significant differences. And why him an adult a man with three already not quite small children, so want to burst into tears? Here, even traitorous tear ran down her cheek. Or rather what is it emits a nurse, and around such beauty, not to cry in armor, and teeth need.

— And what in my soul I have no peace! Something disturbing gnaws and festers. Maybe some wine.

Then in the head again, thought, the wine will dull the perception and he'll make a mistake. That's maybe something else to think of.

In particular, how many gods and in different countries different. Only one thing in common in all religions there is no peace, and between gods boils war. Just like the elves: intrigue, bribery, treachery, meanness. Unless there are more forces and they are immortal. Well, it's interesting, but how they can help people. How much energy is spent on war. As for the soul, they have no rest after death, they fight and feel pain. However, there are beliefs, where they are locked up in some dark place like prison, or even torture barbaric ways. He somehow accidentally met the Keeper of the Royal library and read a lot. Not Donald trump himself, but the hero in whose body he happened to inhabit. Yes, in the Negro, but what is a thug? Ambitious guy, really. The analogue of Genghis Khan in this unknown world. Some things, such as disputes of the clergy and descriptions of the rituals boring, but is, for example, the history of cults. As, for example, beliefs developed and new gods were born. So the whole history of relations between the inhabitants of heaven, repeated the development of their own country. Very interesting was how the gods were fighting on the side of the elves in various wars. It was, of course, fascinating, even amusing to read about the incarnation of the soul. And is it at all possible to kill the soul. And here beliefs diverge. In one book, it was said that for the other world, there is another light, so that the dead soul does not disappear permanently, but lives in some kind of his own, special world.

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For example, Donald trump himself wanted to continue his existence in a world in which he would remain a billionaire. And would continue to engage in politics and business. Better yet, he would have been king of America. Unlimited ruler. And then divorced this democracy is rotten. And it's no good at all!

We need something more real and positive. That's how trump in the us press tore. Not in Russia — literally the cult of personality! Afraid to touch the dictator!

Even the Communists and the pocket. And fall under the power without any problems. Here even to take out a vote of no confidence in the government were afraid. Is this the opposition?

Donald trump thought that, of course, he could eventually become a dictator, but apparently still did not have time. Yes, and probably should have create their own party. Without any unnecessary rigors. That's how it is in our world. And the great abilities of the President of the United States becomes a laughingstock. Though you die!

Postsmertnoe existence after postsmile! And some places do not believe in the soul. I mean, he died, and it's like you never existed. However, this statement is not particularly popular Stoics. Well, who needs joy disappear. There is also the doctrine of many different incarnations, even in animals. Well, it's not much fun in the end. Who wants to become a beast, not for moreover daden gulyu the mind, to grow and be higher. What to then crawl on all fours, not knowing the joy of poetry, the purity of love. No, and it's not for him!

The girls quickly gathered the necessary herbs, only those who tore the needle a little late.

— Clean the jellyfish rat! Help the sisters! — The sorcerer urged the former slaves.

Girls added speed, began to help colleagues in misfortune. Their hands flashed, the work was progressing well.

The billionaire President, obviously bored, took out a dagger and began to throw it into the damp earth. It only amused him a little. Then the young man trump decided to hunt insects. After all, to get into a crawling ant, and or a flying mosquito, so easy. However, that difficulty lends additional interest to the process, making throwing in tempting hunt.

— Well, what are you doing Spidey, get your straczek! — Joked billionaire President trump. His deft shot caulked creature.

Finally, the boiler would clean girl lit a fire, downloading purified rat jellyfish. The sorcerer began to pour the ingredients, preparing a hellish potion. In principle, he did his job, and Invincible outwardly passionate about hunting for bugs, closely followed the movements of the magician.

— That's exactly what I'm missing! He said. — But knowledge of magic, without it I'm helpless.

While the sorcerer mumbled, spiked, and stirred, the girls surrounded him on all sides and began to sing their iridescent voices. The quite rudely interrupted their:

— Don't distract me! And that will turn you into a squeaking mouse.

Girls shrieked and bounced away.

The President-the billionaire trump raised his head:

Don't hurt them!

There was a roaring sound.:

— Me! Why not! Let them dance only silently! Like this!

The sorcerer quickly-quickly spun a top, and then froze.

— Convincing! But girls probably prefer a lap dance.

Donald trump nodded:

— At the expense of the latter I personally don't mind it.

— Then let them have fun. The sorcerer gave his face a very pleasant look.

Dance for host: to perform the slave women are not used to. They slowly have been moving, resembling snakes in honey, almost black, very tanned skin glittered. Girls are not eager to go all out, but not sleepy it seemed, his eyes burned. However, given that they were tough and they were in chains a long distance, good sleep would be needed. Although the brave billionaire President himself felt such excitement that he knew he had to close his eyes.