The Mayor stopped mid-sentence. The local priest crossed himself. Arkady scrambled, his fingers slipping on the keypad. Instead of silencing it, he accidentally hit the "Loudspeaker" button. The goat’s voice reached a fever pitch, followed by a sound effect of a wet sliding whistle and a canned laugh track that lasted for thirty agonizing seconds.
From that day on, Arkady was no longer just the man with the old phone. He was the "Maestro of the Singing Goat," and surprisingly, half the village ended up asking him for the link. skachat smeshnye ringtony
When the noise finally died down, the Mayor glared over his spectacles. "Arkady," he whispered, "was that... a operatic farm animal?" The Mayor stopped mid-sentence