Drove from mobiles

On Saturday, the food in the bus, at the wheel - a kid about 20 years with a small, close - his friend. Almost all the seats are occupied, the music is not playing, ie pretty quiet. We drove calls Mobile, he starts to talk, especially one without embarrassment (ie the whole bus heard clearly part of the dialogue). Replica drove:
 Yes, hello, Irishka!
...
 - How where, at work ... schA by Lenin food.
...
 - What do you say? You sick?
...
 - And Che?
...
 - SchA, wait a minute ...
 [Turns to his friend:
 - Listen, Vova, but if the girl cum her che, thirty minutes later vomiting begin?
 Vova shakes his head.
Drove:
 - That's what I think - the corral some]
 Again the tube:
 - Listen, Irishka, can not you so sick at once ... that Vova says the same thing. This you probably ate stale chips ... or unwashed seeds. So, go - problyuysya, and not par my brains.

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