My mother burned:
How I got out of school and stayed at home, well mom from work decided to scream me home... And she is very bad for my girls.
The number wrongly entered, and there the girl takes such a phone, a dialogue:
Mom – oh, guy, and where is Pasha?
Not stupid either.
She is a waffle, and he is still sleeping.
Mom, when will I wake up?
She - Well where is half the clock, what to pass on to him?
Mom – Oh no no... I’ll call him back, and I’ll put the phone on.

Half the clock calls back, but the number is already normal.

I, so sleepy, take the trumpet – Alo...
Mama, is she awake?
I am ah...
Mom, tell your girlfriend to prepare the breakfast.
I am O_o OK, and what exactly.
Mom – Oh fuck, you have a lot of them there?!?!?! Yes, I’m not communicating with one.
Mom - oh oh no fuck say coke-nit, let it feed, and lay the phone
Five minutes later the phone calls again.
My father is Vachahah, are you alone?
I am not, the cat is still home.
Well he told me it all, I walked on the floor for half a day...