I have a friend who, when he comes to me and to someone else for a question at the door: "Who?" always answers so dullly and amusedly: "Hello, and this is here sent to the moon?... we all know this very well, long time not funny, used to it at all.
I moved, he calls in the deep night, he said I will come, move to note, long searched for my house, then come in, called, says in a minute I will be, I get up already.
I wait, he is not.
It comes in 5 minutes full of sadness and sadness...I ask what happened?
He: I confused the door, entered the apartment below, and there they ask: who? I say, “Hello, are they going to the moon here?”
And my grandmother with an angry voice: "No, you are a bitch! They’re going to go straight!"
In short, everyone was lying, the grandmother was 83 years old, and he was not the first one that night, as it turned out.
p.s I don’t have the moon anymore.)