great story. It reminds me of the time when my friend got Scarface's old cell number. Random people would call up and start rapping on his phone and on the voicemail. The first 50 times it was hilarious, and then it kind of got annoying after that. I guess these people thought they could get a recording contract or something. The funniest part about it was that most of the calls would come after midnight and some as late as 4AM.
well there's ten minutes of my life I'll never get back. If I knew her I think I would probably ignore her phone calls.
I thought it was a funny story. Still, I guess I should act like an ******* to see this "slinky blue dress" picture of her... damn boring girl
Funny story, but reading a couple of her stories just make me want to puke. She broke up with a guy soley for the fact that he enjoys a large burger. WTF?? I hate woman like that.
Interesting story but I could have gone without the picture. If ya catch my drift. A guy I know got Paulie Shores cell # through the harcore band scene or something and it always went to his voicemail. Eventually it stopped working.
You know, if it was a regular salad I wouldn't have said anything. But you had to have the BIG SALAD. <img src="http://faculty.strakejesuit.org/Upload/633/George%20Costanza%20from%20Seinfeld-Roberts%202.jpg">
