call [Theme]

I was told that someone called.. and I thought it was you...

I delete numbers to not call
But by heart, gain on memory,
Who to call, especially now.
Short beeps, but when I dial again.

The phone rings. Forgot to turn off. To answer the call of the house is to commit the error.

- I told you not to call me anymore!
What do you mean don't call? What are you telling me? I will decide who and when to call... or ringing. And it will be necessary, not only to call but to go for you will throw all sorts of numbers that I choose you to be with me... Okay?

You call Robin.
I'm calling Robin.
- Ted, as your mentor and spiritual guide, I forbid you to call her!
- Oh, yeah? And what are you going to do with this?
- If you make this call, I'll set fire to your jacket.
Heh, you're bluffing. [Robin ringing] Hello, Robin, it's Ted.
- Ted, for the last time, stop...
Oh eeevery theater!

Phone bill, Paul, sometimes very upset. You'd better not go to the link, when drunk.

Do not leave it call, not put on silent,
Don't enable the "pilot" mode!
Appreciate someone in the age razlichny,
You all say, will not lie!

Words are empty, only the forms
Their content is doubtful, but the meaning debatable.
Drunk hard trying to sleep in the bathroom
On the monitor you have parallel porn.
The hungry must be an artist or a poet,
I'm hungry, wish to know what to wear,
Are measured line ringing this nonsense,
Hoping that you have no phone.

Pressed it hard against the wall, in the dark, it looks silly.
Stumbling about all the angles, cursing, I'm looking for a jacket.
Somewhere in the other end of your phone in the bag goes hollow...
I do not understand what this is all about, but please don't pick it up.

And such crap
All day:
Ding-di-laziness,
Ding-di-laziness,
Ding-di-laziness!
The seals will call the deer.

She naively assumed that somehow this is all over, she'll come round, she will call you back. But nobody called, and she was desperately waiting for. No one, apparently, did not want her to call.

- I'm a COP from homicide, I'm excited to criminals not Babysitting Charlotte. So, that's it.
- I heard something. When he called.
What?
As... the finger poke.
- You've heard of poke!?
- Very evil! Yes... and... shot. And it looked like he was dying... or melt!? It's hard to say.

Doesn't take, even though he knows that I can't stand when he doesn't answer.
- Maybe the phone does not work.
- Conscience he does not accept.

Sometimes at night I get these seizures, alcohol and phone calls. I get drunk, and the wife goes into the other room, because I smell like mustard gas and roses. And I am very serious and elegant phone call and ask the telephone operators to connect me with someone from friends, whom I have long lost sight of.