Phone conversation- Bangalore to Chennai.
me-hello, how're things. i've gotta gold.
them-already, i thought you had to wait till the end of the month.
me-hatchoo! no gold.
them-yes, we heard.
me-hatchoo
gold,
gold,
gold.
them-calm down, old girl. you'll soon get used to it.
me-hatchoo.
them-bless you. and how's work?
me-do kay.
them- don't care? i thought, one more day at home and you'd die dead.
me-it's by dose. it's blocked. it's so gold here.
them-can't hear you very well. sounds like you said, its your nose its blocked. its so cold there.
me-ass ass.
them-well! can't say much of your manners, you nanny goat!
me-do! do!
them-and your a pink flamingo, you unnatural beast.
me-its do duse. i'm going do say dye.
me-hello? hello?