Luyện nghe bài hát Furby Prank Call

Woman: Thanks for (beeped out)
this ishow may I help
Milton: Oh thank god you
let me to the toy department!
Woman: OK hold.
Milton: Yes got an emergency!
Deborah: This is Deborah, can I 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 because 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.
Milton: My is Milton;
I bought little for my 14 year old boy Chauncey, he's 493 pounds,
and I promised that I would get him a if he dropped 25 pounds.
down from 520 you know!
Yes ma...yes sir.

Milton: Listen to Furby!
I'm gonna put the phone next to the Furby now!
making all kinds of demonic noises
and its making all of cursing and gestures at me!
Furby: Listen here you little brat, KILL YOU! He-he-he!
Milton: Did you hear
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 it's using profanity! Did you that!
Yes sir.
Milton: Where is this from; I think we're looking at a lawsuit here!
Deborah: Where are you calling
I'm from my house right now.
Furby: I'm to kill your mommy with an ax!
Milton: DID YOU JUST THAT!?
Yes sir, can you hold on a minute please?
Milton: It said it was to kill my mommy with an ax!
What kind of crap are you selling over there!
Deborah: Where are you sir?
Oh! It's talking again!
Furby: the hell up jackass!
LISTEN TO THAT! How can
Furby: I crack! Oh-h-h!
It just said it smokes crack!
Deborah: Sir, can I let you talk to my please.
Milton: Little Furby here is promoting use! Yes,
put your manager on the phone immediately I'm calling a lawyer next!
OK, hold on please.
Yes!
Manager: how may I help you please?
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 that I purchased from you guys, it's spitting out all kinds of vulgar and demonic phrases, and I'm about to 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 your store here...
Furby: (making noises)
Milton: Now its making the Exorcist noises! on. Hang 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 that's a doll?
Milton: Yes I am it called 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!!!
Manager:
Milton: What are you people' there!
Manager: Well, as far as I we sell uh, good s...
Milton: I'm gonna to turn that Fludgecow mart when
I get through with you! This 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 will spit acid into eye and blind you!! He-he!
Oh my god!
Milton: Now it's threatening to spit acid into my and blind me!
I heard!
Milton: I thinkshould I the police???
Manager: II know what to do!
Milton: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW TO DO! YOU'RE A MANAGER!
I THINK IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB DISPOSAL UNIT, AND HAVE THEM TAKE DAMN THING AWAY!!!
Furby: Oh-h... I'm going to you diarrhea!
Milton: Now it's threatening me with transmitted diseases! He-he
Manager: never heard a Furby doll say any of those things!
Milton: Oh right! What the hell is goingis 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!
Milton: Now it's threatening to shoot me a gun!
Manager: Sir, I hear things, but I just...
ITS' GOT A GUN! IT'S GOT A GUN!
(Gun sounds, Milton and Furby laughing)
Manager: Oh my god! Ioh (dial tone)