Infusion

He can barely find something to talk about. It's amazing how people are always having to say something all the time.

I was thinking that whenever something happens to be good enough to inspire him, he only has to write down whatever thoughts he has in mind at that very moment. It's quite easy, isn't it?

Obluda, která nemá své jméno

Today, I'm going to tell some random story taken from the fictional Czech picture book The Monster Without A Name.

This story can be found anywhere on the Internet and it goes like this: