Driving in a trolley bus, a young mother and a 4-year-old boy entered.
The boy was very sociable – almost all the trip I heard him telling a random neighbor how he was riding to the lake and other adventures. Then he pulled out of my mom’s hand a cell phone and began to tell me what a great game there is. And at the end, he said, “You have to tell your mom that she’s good, that you love her... not that she’s a cattle and a bastard.” The whole trolleybus was very impressed.)