Blagodarq, shte mu predam xaxa...
po povod pojelanieto ti, ne moga da se sdyrja da ne citiram kakvo misli toi za sobstvenata si smyrt:
"We shall all die and I fear it not.In a way we are all dying, for indeed life is a slow death. We grow old, fade away, grow weak. I say let the weak die. My time shall come when I am weak, as with all the others. If I am shot in the back, I'm a fool not to foresee that a sniper may lurk in the shadows behind me. If I am stabbed to death with a knife or dagger, I am a weaker warrior than my foe. If I am poisoned, I am a fool to let my enemy near my food. If a car hits me, I am too unobservant deserve survival. If I die of desease it is my destiny.Alas, if anybody wants me dead let them try; I enjoy a good fight and if they win (which they won't! HAH!), they win-so what? I'll die fighting. Reincarnation in Valhalla awaits. Eternal strife!

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