A few years ago, my girlfriend had an absolutely stupid story, but then it didn’t seem funny to us.

A grandmother called the police station and began to tell her neighbor that her neighbor was foolish and stupid, killing a child on the stairs. He holds his feet and hits the window with his head. Come, he says, and call an ambulance with you, suddenly alive yet?

Law enforcement agencies worked on their conscience and arrived in a few minutes, immediately behind them in the courtyard a ambulance.

They enter the parade room, and there the window is broken and blood on the floor. Trying to avoid the scene of the crime, the police called into the apartment. Here, the testimony of the grandmother began to disagree with reality. The “victim” slept in the bed, another child, the older one, played the comp, and the “shalawa and fool” cooked the soup. The policemen went to the grandmother in the company of a friend. The ambulance was on the stairs all the time. The grandmother opened the door, saw a friendly company and said that she probably thought, but once the ambulance came anyway, let them measure her pressure, or fall asleep.

The grandmother was fined for a false call, the ambulance did not measure anything and everyone left.

Where is the blood? And on the stairs at night, the alkasis fought, here is the "place of crime".

The grandmother was long in the back.