I had my finger on The Button. All I could

I had my finger on The Button. All I could think of was my mother saying "Oh relax, it's not the end of the world." But this time, with the wrong choice, it would be. I pressed

the Button. A spring-loaded snake sprang out of the monitor. My comrades popped up behind me. "Surpirse Demetry. Happy Birthday!" "Oh you guys, got me again!" No WW3, but I will

have to play "Capitalist Invaders" tonight on my Comrade Krushchev game console as consolation, I explained. I invited Vlady & Yuri over, cracked a bottle of Vodka & booted up the

boot-legged Commodore 64, which was called Comrade 64. Vlady and Yuri had a new game, it was called Proletariat Pitfall! Yuri spilled vodka on the

of a rising army of brain dead slaves. If someone could reverse the effects of dystopia, why not a member of the working class? Vlady turned to Yuri and says: "Is acne contagious?"

Yuri said he would research it and let Vlady know the answer to that asap. J.G. Ballard walked in the room and greeted everyone in the dystopian language.

"Do you really have to do this?" Hanna, who was beside Yuri asked.

The cop looked at her quickly and still managed to never take his eye off Yuri as he searched Yuri's pockets and the inside seam of his trousers. "Yes, I have to. It is my job."

"Eureka! I found the proof. You are secretly Rainbow Man!" He held up my color transducer & said the activating word Color wave, Seattle Wave, New Wave, Microwave & poof no Cop.