TRASH
SD> We are sitting now, which means we are doing this very SPITE at Dr. GRIFUS
and suddenly a call. DG goes to the phone, picks it up and...
And now I pass the message to the eyewitness of what happened:
DG> I pick up the damn phone and understand that it’s from some
The Upper Ogryzkov are worried. Where did you get this, you ask?
But why... After a pause, a voice is heard on the phone:
Voice> where the hell did I go, my god, whose apartment is this?
DG> I was a little stuck on that question, then I finally hung up
Shis answered honestly: “MINE!” At this point the communication session was interrupted...
SD> These are the kind of incidents that occur on our cool phones -
nal lines. Well, okay, let's have a little more fun.
I also had a telephone incident: I was somehow sitting at
computer and cracking something, I’m sitting quietly and peacefully and suddenly the phone rings.
I pick up the phone and put it to my ear / no, it’s not a modem / but there’s someone there -
then asks:
- Hello, is this the site?
“No,” I say.
-Well, how is it not a precinct if I call there?
-This is an apartment, not a plot, if it were a plot then I would say-
hall
-That’s strange, okay Kolya, stop kidding, hang up.
SD> Well that's all I wanted to say, by the way FAN is being translated
like a fan / this is one of the translations / so don’t be offended there
above :-)
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