Fools gold.

King of Fools (whispering on the phone): I turned twenty today.
What does it mean?!
We don't have to use umbrella.
Mama Mia: this is graggly pit. 
Fool: should buy new clothes on the weekend.
Mama Mia: and we are not getting any smaller. 
Troll: where is major?
Where is the piggy aster?
King of Fools: you?
For a second I was thinking you were talking about me.
Troll: the washrooms are closed again.
King of Fools: we can't keep up cleaning it.
Take a nap.
Mama Mia: phone call.
King of Fools: essential services!
Lets count one by one.
Yes, no, no, no, yes, yes, yes.
Its no, bye. 
Fool: Boss of Trolls called.
King of Fools: he always calls after five o'clock when no one is here.
Leave a message: we do it tomorrow, when we find how it works,
Tequila is the best, this what we went to university for, its a mess, that kind of area. 
Fool: 5 o'clock.
King of Fools: what are we doing here!
Tame to have party at home.