I go home from the universe tonight. A bus filled with people like a bank.
At the stop in the salon people are trying to break but they are hindered by a bag standing almost in the passage, enters begin to be upset that the salon is full of space but you can not get in.

The voice from the inside of the salon: Yes, some fool put a bag on the passage
Is it normal to call strangers fools?! to
The first voice with irony: Yes, this is my bag.