Luyện nghe bài hát Furby Prank Call

Woman: for calling (beeped out)
this ishow may I you?
Milton: Oh god you answered;
let me to the toy department!
Woman: OK hold.
Yes I've got an emergency!
Deborah: This is Deborah, can I help
Oh thank god you've answered!
Is the toy department?
Yes it is.
Milton: I have an emergency! I'm calling Furby!
Deborah: I'm sorry, I don't any.
Milton: No! I'm not because I need the Furby;
I'm because I have a defective Furby
spitting all kinds of violent words at me!

Yes ma'am.
I'm a sir!!!
Deborah: sir.
My name is Milton;
I bought Furby for my 14 year old boy Chauncey, he's 493 pounds,
and I promised that I would get him a Furby if he 25 pounds.
He's from 520 you know!
Yes ma...yes sir.

Milton: Listen to Furby!
I'm put the phone next to the Furby right now!
It's all kinds of demonic noises
and its making all kinds of and gestures at me!
Furby: Listen here you brat, I'LL KILL YOU! He-he-he!
Did you hear that?
Yes, yes sir.
Milton: It said it was gonna kill me! Did you hearoh hold on it's again!
Oh-h, eat me!
Milton: Now using profanity! Did you hear that!
Yes sir.
Milton: Where is this coming from; I we're looking at a lawsuit here!
Where are you calling from?
Milton: I'm from my house now.
Furby: I'm to kill your mommy with an ax!
Milton: DID YOU JUST THAT!?
Deborah: Yes sir, can you hold on a minute
Milton: It said it was going to my mommy with an ax!
What kind of crap are you people' selling there!
Deborah: Where are you sir?
Milton: Oh! It's again!
Shut the hell up jackass!
Milton: TO THAT! How can
Furby: I crack! Oh-h-h!
Milton: It just it smokes crack!
Deborah: Sir, can I let you to my manager please.
Milton: Little Furby is promoting drug use! Yes,
put your manager on the phone immediately because I'm calling a next!
OK, hold on please.
Yes!
Manager: Hello how may I help you
Milton: Yes is the manager?
Manager: Yes it is; how can I you.
Milton: Is this a making manager or a patsy for the higher-ups!
Manager: Sir, how can I help you, try my best.
Milton: I have a Furby that I purchased from you guys, it's spitting out all kinds of vulgar and demonic phrases, and I'm about to call a lawyer to sue your ass off!
What did you say the Furby was doing, and where did you buy it?
Milton: I bought it from store here...
(making Exorcist noises)
Milton: Now its making the noises! Hang on. Hang on;
let me...let me shake it a bit to see if I can get it to talk.
Furby: You're a whore. He-he-he!
Milton: did you that!
Manager: Sir, are you sure that's a doll?
Milton: Yes I am it just me a whore did you hear that!!!
Manager: um...
Hold, listen...
Furby: You smell like a ass! Oh-h-h.
Milton: Now its' calling me a ass!!!
Uh-OK-uh
Milton: What are you people' there!
Manager: Well, as far as I know we sell uh, s...
Milton: I'm gonna to turn that into mart when
I get through with you! This thing is starting to the hell out of me!!
DIE! DIE! DIE! He-he-he.
Milton: It told me to die, die, die!
Where did you say you...

Furby: I will spit acid into eye and blind you!! He-he!
Oh my god!
Milton: Now it's threatening to spit acid into my eyes and me!
I heard!
Milton: I thinkshould I the police???
Manager: II don't know to do!
Milton: DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! YOU'RE A MANAGER!
I THINK IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB DISPOSAL UNIT, AND HAVE THEM TAKE THIS DAMN AWAY!!!
Oh-h... I'm going to give you diarrhea!
Milton: Now threatening me with sexually transmitted diseases! He-he
Manager: I've never a Furby doll say any of those things!
Milton: Oh right! the hell is goingis this some kind of joke!
No! I
Milton: If this is your idea of a joke, I'm going to sue ass off personally too!!
You're going to be living in a street pushing a cart in about 3 weeks!
Sir I understand that...
Furby: I have a gun! I'm going to you now! He-he-he-he-he-he-he!
Now it's threatening to shoot me with a gun!
Manager: Sir, I these things, but I just...
Milton: ITS' GOT A GUN! GOT A GUN!
(Gun sounds, screaming and Furby laughing)
Manager: Oh my god! Ioh (dial tone)