Telephone correspondence, with all the spelling.
Vasya: Annette, I miss you very much, but there are a lot of slaves, and you can still see what happened to Elephon! As soon as I get free, I will call!

What else is Annie? You are wrong cattle, right? I’m waiting for him all day, and you fucking with what kind of anecdote do you copy? With whom? From his birthday, what? Fuck me, I hate it! Don’t call me anymore.

Didn't anything bother me in my message?

You’re going to fuck this mosque, and I don’t know you anymore! The cock!