At work, I went to host in one office, where a decent company of ladies gathered. I drink tea, these aunts chew up, run... no matter. An angry boss enters the office and begins to scream to the secretary about the report, the deadlines and so on. One of the aunts nearby decided to calm him and said, “Don’t scream! The nerve cells are not restored!" The angry boss replied:
"I have no nerve cells!"
Here another aunt issued the phrase: “And you know that the brain is made up of nerve cells...”
The roar was heard even on the street.