Six years ago, I watched a rather unusual (which is why twice funny) picture:
In the middle of summer. and Odessa. The sleeping area. Through a quiet cross-country courtyard, immersed in an afternoon sleep, two boys under the age of 30 go.
There is the following “dialogue”:
With a breath and condemnation in the voice - Give her everything...
* Agreeing and sympathetic kiwok
Give the children...
Kiwi with a breath*
Give me a shirt...
and Kiwi
It’s getting more and more burning – eat it!
and Kiwi
* suffocating from indignation and shouting in the voice * - Possy give!

What was next I did not hear, as I became wild and unconsciously roaring :)