CosmicPal
03-29-2007, 02:24 PM
So, I get this call on my cell. The number doesn't pull up a name from my address book, but it is a local number, so I answer it anyways.
It's some chick, "Hello, is Eileen there?"
My reply, "Nope. But, could you do me a favor and tell that slut to stop throwing my clothes out in the front yard? It's getting old, dammit. It's not like I slept around on her or anything. Damn. Say, wanna come over? Bring a bottle of Jack and a can of whipped cream."
A long moment of silence before the gal finally replies softly, "I think I have the wrong number."
Click.
It's some chick, "Hello, is Eileen there?"
My reply, "Nope. But, could you do me a favor and tell that slut to stop throwing my clothes out in the front yard? It's getting old, dammit. It's not like I slept around on her or anything. Damn. Say, wanna come over? Bring a bottle of Jack and a can of whipped cream."
A long moment of silence before the gal finally replies softly, "I think I have the wrong number."
Click.