Fairy tales about safety: Intrusive advertising
Vladimir Bezmaly | 02/27/2020
On Saturday Potapych started preparing for spring field work. Although what kind of work is that? After all, the plot of land near the house is not a field. Well, just trim the branches on the trees, clean up the trash. Although, of course, it is still February. But February is strange this year. Spring. Sunny. And almost +10. Beautiful!
- Potapych, I know you're home. I'm coming to you. In the meantime, let's talk, Khryundel will chop some wood. I can see that you're chopping wood! It's good for him, he's fattened up over the winter. And you'd better use your head!
- No! Let him chop wood instead. He has strength, but no brains! In short, come here!
- I'm coming. Hryundel, here's the axe. The firewood is there. I'll go and talk. What happened, Hryusha?
— Yes, I'm fed up with phone spammers. They keep calling. They offer spare parts for a motorcycle. Where did I get it from? They say, you're interested in motorcycles, right?
- Maybe it's not you, but Hryundel who's interested in motorcycles? Didn't you ask? Maybe he was looking through your phone somewhere? Did you give him your phone?
- Oh, right! He lived with me for a week, and germany whatsapp data smartphone was being repaired. I need to ask! Hryundel, get over here! Did you take my phone?
- Well, I took it, so what? I was surfing the Internet!
- Where were you climbing, you rascal?
- What do you mean where? It's all business. It's spring. I was looking for spare parts for my motorcycle. I need to finish it up!
— Did you leave my phone number?
- No! Am I a little kid? I didn't leave anything anywhere!
- Well, let him work with his head!
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