Luyện nghe bài hát Furby Prank Call

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

Yes ma'am.
I'm a sir!!!
Deborah: sir.
My name is Milton;
I bought little Furby for my 14 year old boy Chauncey, 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 gonna put the phone to the Furby right now!
It's making all of demonic noises
and its all kinds of cursing and gestures at me!
Furby: Listen you little brat, I'LL KILL YOU! He-he-he!
Did you hear that?
Yes, yes sir.
Milton: It said it was kill me! Did you hearoh hold on it's talking again!
Oh-h, eat me!
Milton: Now using profanity! Did you hear that!
Yes sir.
Milton: Where is this from; I think we're looking at a lawsuit here!
Deborah: are you calling from?
Milton: I'm my house right now.
Furby: I'm going to kill your with an ax!
Milton: DID YOU JUST THAT!?
Deborah: Yes sir, can you on a minute please?
Milton: It said it was going to kill my with an ax!
What kind of crap are you selling over there!
Deborah: are you from sir?
Milton: Oh! It's again!
Furby: the hell up jackass!
Milton: TO THAT! How can
Furby: I crack! Oh-h-h!
Milton: It just said it crack!
Sir, can I let you talk to my manager please.
Milton: Little Furby here is promoting use! Yes,
put your manager on the phone because I'm calling a lawyer next!
Deborah: OK, on please.
Yes!
Manager: how may I help you please?
Yes is this the manager?
Manager: Yes it is; how can I you.
Milton: Is this a decision manager or a patsy for the higher-ups!
Manager: Sir, how can I you, I'll try my best.
Milton: I have a defective 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 ass off!
Manager: did you say the Furby was doing, and where did you buy it?
Milton: I it from your store here...
Furby: (making noises)
Milton: Now its making the noises! Hang on. Hang on;
let me...let me it a little bit to see if I can get it to talk.
You're a little whore. He-he-he!
Milton: did you that!
Manager: Sir, are you sure that's a doll?
Yes I am it just called me a whore did you hear that!!!
Manager: um...
Hold, listen...
Furby: You like a camel's ass! Oh-h-h.
Milton: Now its' me a camels ass!!!
Uh-OK-uh
Milton: What are you selling there!
Well, as far as I know we sell uh, good s...
Milton: I'm gonna to turn into Fludgecow 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 just me to die, die, die!
Manager: did you say you...

Furby: I will spit into your eye and blind you!! He-he!
Oh my god!
Milton: Now threatening to spit acid into my eyes and blind me!
I heard!
Milton: I thinkshould I call the
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 TAKE THIS DAMN THING AWAY!!!
Furby: Oh-h... I'm to give you diarrhea!
Milton: Now it's threatening me with sexually transmitted diseases!
Manager: I've never heard a Furby doll say any of 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 in a street pushing a shopping cart in about 3 weeks!
Manager: Sir I that...
Furby: I have a gun! I'm to shoot you now! He-he-he-he-he-he-he!
Milton: Now it's to shoot me with a gun!
Manager: Sir, I hear things, but I just...
Milton: ITS' GOT A GUN! GOT A GUN!
(Gun sounds, Milton screaming and laughing)
Manager: Oh my god! Ioh (dial tone)