It was morning. A shrill penetrating howl resounded down the sky. The howl was like a sadist blunt saw. And that sadist was sawing my nerves.
“Honey,” I said with a smarmy unctuous voice, “don’t be afraid! This is a sky delivery guy. It has brought a delicious pizza for such a sweet couple as we are truly.”
A howling drone peeped into the open bedroom window and took pictures of my girl friend privates. Then the copter soared up to the sky again. The drone pulled down with a cord a tray with pizza. The tray was equipped with two propellers. They got howled even more terrible then the drone. The tray flew into the bedroom, hit my girl friend skull, and dropped the pizza down on the bed. Then it got out in the sky with terrible noise.
I reached for the delicious pizza. At that moment car alarm yells resounded from outdoors. The drone had dropped the tray with propellers down on a neighbor’s Bentley.
I turned my head to my girl friend. She sank into a faint being absolutely nude. The tray had stunned her with a hit from a propeller. The morning began well. I could pay nothing for sex. The pizza was still warm.
I grabbed the pizza, got dressed quickly and started going downstairs. I was eager to look at my neighbor who was weeping over his broken Bentley.
Suddenly a brilliant idea stuck into my brain, “Well, these Copter Express guys are really perspective. If everything goes well, I will use their services regularly.”
A fiction story could start in such a way. But it’s a reality. The Copter Express Company presents a new project.
With the services of the Copter Express you can as get a delicious pizza by the copter delivery service, as build your own drone, as learn piloting and repairing your drone. See a photo report from the Copter Express presentation in abandoned plant decorations.
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Text by Igor Shiryaev. Photo by Igor Shiryaev and Larisa Shiryaeva.tweet
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The Internet mass media Different View. 19.10.2014