My brother told me. Prehistory: in a distant village on charitable money began to restore the temple (brother there iconostasis wrote). So, the curator was a priest with a good sense of humor and a very low and loud bass voice. Of course, the workers had to live somewhere and they were settled in the bell. But above their floor there was another floor, the loop of which was invisible in the middle of the boards and served as a staircase between them, and this floor was called "heaven." And on this floor, this master loved to rest. So, after a working day, the father went up to this floor and fell asleep, and at this time new workers arrived, not suspicious of the staircase. Naturally, where the workers are, there is the mat. The father woke up and said loudly to his bass to the workers (I remind, the workers did not know about him):
Do not mother!
The silence came instantly. Later, they apparently noticed the shoes they left behind. The next question:
Whose are the tapes?
With the same loud bass:
The ONE!
The silence was longer, but most of the workers got the answer to the following logical question:
You are from where?
With "heaven"
No more silence was broken.