Other childhood


Breezing yesterday to friends. At the door stands a boy, ringing the intercom, then his exemplary conversation with his mother:
-I Walked, open!
-You Left 20 minutes ago! Walk else on the street does not happen!
-Give Me for losing my phone at least, I'm bored
-Gulyay I told you !!!
Well maaaaaam (boy burst into tears started to moan, but I went to the entrance)
I remember my childhood, when a 20-degree frost on makeshift sled or hood =), or skate in the courtyard on the hill, and a voice from the window mom: Peter, John, Mary home! There is time! And you answered: "Well maaaaaaam! can I have a little bit?) »
What is different we have this parnyaga "Well maaaaam!"

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