Яolcats

-Pa-pa what manner of birds are they?

-Not birds my child, but vile couriers of fiery death, recite the family prayer and dream of a joyous reunion with mother.

The Coryphaeus of Science summons you to the axe, Trotskyite!

Our forsaken fecundity stresses our American captors. Bald eagles starve while we gorge!

-His lethargic display of apathy and lack of industry is shameful!

-It is a legitimate response to the harsh and inconsequential nature of being. I celebrate his tenacity!

After that act of defiance Grigor was never heard from again.  And none in the company ever spoke of the incident.  He was my best friend.

Kapitan, there was an accident in the research facility!  It’s imperative we reach the acid baths…

That we both may be a burden on the state, this thought above all others keeps me from sleep this night.

-The air is crisp, like fresh spring leaves.

-Do you know the time in Zurich?

-It is you! no one believed you would survive.

-We have little time, you must get these microfiche of the sub plans to Moscow

Let this serve as a warning to all betrayers!

Commissar Markov has long been a loyal party member, but I fear his growing influence in state policy.  Perhaps it is time to cash in a favor from my friends at the Kremlin.