Luyện nghe bài hát Furby Prank Call

Woman: for calling (beeped out)
ishow may I help you?
Milton: Oh thank god you
let me to the toy department!
Woman: OK hold.
Milton: Yes got an emergency!
Deborah: is Deborah, can I help you?
Milton: Oh thank god answered!
Is the toy department?
Yes it is.
Milton: I have an emergency! I'm about Furby!
Deborah: I'm sorry, I don't any.
Milton: No! I'm not calling I need the Furby;
I'm calling I have a defective Furby
that's spitting all 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 I would get him a Furby if he dropped 25 pounds.
He's from 520 you know!
Yes ma...yes sir.

Milton: to this Furby!
I'm gonna put the next to the Furby right now!
It's making all kinds of demonic
and its making all kinds of and gestures at me!
Furby: Listen here you little brat, KILL YOU! He-he-he!
Did you hear that?
Yes, yes sir.
Milton: It it was gonna 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 coming I think we're looking at a lawsuit here!
Where are you calling from?
Milton: I'm from my house now.
Furby: I'm going to kill your mommy an ax!
Milton: DID YOU JUST THAT!?
Yes sir, can you hold on a minute please?
Milton: It it was going to kill my mommy with an ax!
kind of crap are you people' selling over there!
Deborah: are you from sir?
Milton: Oh! It's again!
Furby: the hell up jackass!
Milton: TO THAT! How can
I smoke crack! Oh-h-h!
Milton: It just it smokes crack!
Deborah: Sir, can I let you to my manager please.
Milton: Little here is promoting drug use! Yes,
put your manager on the phone because I'm calling a lawyer next!
Deborah: OK, on please.
Yes!
Manager: Hello how may I help you
Milton: Yes is this the
Manager: Yes it is; how can I you.
Is this a decision making manager or a patsy for the higher-ups!
Manager: Sir, how can I you, I'll 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!
Manager: 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 Exorcist noises! Hang on. on;
let me...let me it a little bit to see if I can get it to talk.
Furby: a little whore. He-he-he!
did you hear that!
Manager: Sir, are you sure that's a Furby
Milton: Yes I am it just called me a whore did you that!!!
Manager: um...
Hold, listen...
Furby: You smell a camel's ass! Oh-h-h.
Milton: Now its' calling me a ass!!!
Manager:
Milton: What are you people' there!
Manager: Well, as far as I know we uh, good s...
I'm gonna to turn that into Fludgecow mart when
I get through with you! thing is starting to scare 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 acid into your eye and you!! He-he!
Oh my god!
Milton: Now it's to spit acid into my eyes and blind me!
I heard!
Milton: I I call the police???
Manager: II know what to do!
Milton: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW TO DO! YOU'RE A MANAGER!
I IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB DISPOSAL UNIT, AND HAVE THEM TAKE THIS DAMN THING AWAY!!!
Furby: Oh-h... I'm to give you diarrhea!
Milton: Now it's threatening me sexually transmitted diseases! He-he
Manager: I've never heard a Furby doll say any of things!
Milton: Oh right! What the hell is goingis some kind of joke!
No! I
Milton: If this is idea of a joke, I'm going to sue your ass off personally too!!
You're going to be living in a street pushing a shopping cart in 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 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)
Sirsir? Oh my god! Ioh (dial tone)