Luyện nghe bài hát Furby Prank Call

Woman: Thanks for (beeped out)
ishow may I help 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
Milton: Oh thank god answered!
Is this the toy
Yes it is.
Milton: I an emergency! I'm calling 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 that I would get him a Furby if he dropped 25 pounds.
He's down 520 you know!
Yes ma...yes sir.

Milton: to this Furby!
I'm gonna put the phone to the Furby right now!
It's all kinds of demonic noises
and its making all kinds of and gestures at me!
Furby: here you little brat, I'LL KILL YOU! He-he-he!
Milton: Did you that?
Yes, yes sir.
Milton: It said it was gonna kill me! Did you hold on it's talking again!
Oh-h, eat me!
Milton: Now it's using profanity! Did you that!
Yes sir.
Milton: Where is coming from; I think we're looking at a lawsuit here!
Where are you calling from?
Milton: I'm my house right now.
Furby: I'm going to kill your mommy an ax!
DID YOU JUST HEAR THAT!?
Deborah: Yes sir, can you on a minute please?
Milton: It said it was going to kill my mommy an ax!
What kind of are you people' selling over there!
Deborah: are you from sir?
Milton: Oh! It's again!
Shut the hell up jackass!
Milton: TO THAT! How can
I smoke crack! Oh-h-h!
Milton: It just it smokes crack!
Sir, can I let you talk to my manager please.
Milton: Little Furby is promoting drug use! Yes,
put manager on the phone immediately because I'm calling a lawyer 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.
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 defective Furby 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 your store here...
(making Exorcist noises)
Milton: Now its making the Exorcist noises! Hang on. on;
let me...let me shake it a 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 a Furby 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' me a camels ass!!!
Manager:
What are you people' selling there!
Manager: Well, as far as I know we uh, good s...
Milton: I'm gonna to turn that into Fludgecow 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!
Where did you say you...

Furby: I spit acid into your eye and blind you!! He-he!
Oh my god!
Milton: Now it's threatening to spit into my eyes and blind me!
I heard!
Milton: I thinkshould I call the
Manager: II know what to do!
Milton: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! A MANAGER!
I THINK IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB UNIT, AND HAVE THEM TAKE THIS DAMN THING AWAY!!!
Furby: Oh-h... I'm to give you diarrhea!
Milton: Now it's threatening me with transmitted diseases! He-he
Manager: I've never a Furby doll say any of those things!
Milton: Oh right! What the 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 a gun! I'm going to shoot you now! He-he-he-he-he-he-he!
Milton: Now it's threatening to shoot me a gun!
Sir, I hear these things, but I just...
Milton: GOT A GUN! IT'S GOT A GUN!
(Gun sounds, Milton screaming and laughing)
Sirsir? Oh my god! Ioh (dial tone)