Бойцовский клуб
Chapter 8
Don’tworry,"Tylersays."Theclearlayerisglycerin.Youcanmixtheglycerinbackinwhenyoumakesoap.Or,youcanskimtheglycerinoff."
Tylerlickshislips,andturnsmyhandspalm-downonhisthigh,onthegummyflannellapofhisbathrobe...
"Youcanmixtheglycerinwithnitricacidtomakenitroglycerin,"Tylersays.
Ibreathewithmymouthopenandsay,nitroglycerin.
Tylerlickshislipswetandshiningandkissesthebackofmyhand.
"Youcanmixthenitroglycerinwithsodiumnitrateandsawdusttomakedynamite,"Tylersays.
Thekissshineswetonthebackofmywhitehand.
Dynamite,Isay,andsitbackonmyheels.
Tylerpriesthelidoffthecanoflye. "Youcanblowupbridges,"Tylersays.
"Youcanmixthenitroglycerinwithmorenitricacidandparaffinandmakegelatinexplosives,"Tylersays.
"Youcouldblowupabuilding,easy,"Tylersays.
Tylertiltsthecanoflyeaninchabovetheshiningwetkissonthebackofmyhand.
"Thisisachemicalburn,"Tylersays,"anditwillhurtworsethanyou’veeverbeenburned.Worsethanahundredcigarettes."
Thekissshinesonthebackofmyhand."
