A joke about typos.

Once upon a time, there was a father and son, both of whom were famous for their different languages. Once, my son went out to do business. On the way, it began to rain heavily. He didn't bring an umbrella, so he wrote to tell his father:

"Father's adult, is my son halfway? It's raining hard, others have lives (umbrellas), but I have no lives (umbrellas). Life (umbrella) takes life (umbrella), but no life (umbrella) takes money to buy life (umbrella). Children. "

The father received a letter from his son, read it again, and wrote back saying:

"Son, if you know how to write, you can do it. If you can't, you will be embarrassed. The party (hall) was full of guests, which was embarrassing. Mother letter. "