I don't read spam mail - you can immediately see that it's rubbish, but the text messages get. And also these - it's dad/mama/me, your favorite from someone else's phone, take away money, chmookie"

Usually I do not answer, of course, but somehow I got in a bad mood, and yet with a whispering "This is mom, I have a problem. Don’t call me, I’ll explain. Drop 500 r. to 89......... urgently".
Mother in the neighboring room is looking at her wounds.
I send in response:
You will die of skin cancer in 2010.
Half an hour later:
Fuck it can’t! Tell me that’s not true!!! to