Once, I got a text message from a number I didn't recognize that said only "my eskimo is misplaced." I kept it, migrating the message along a number of new phones even, because it was just so odd. Then one night I was at a restaurant with this girl I once worked with years ago, and, goofing around, she sent me a text message. Suddenly, my phone knew whose number the misplaced eskimo was. "IT WAS YOU!!!!!", I shouted. She didn't remember doing it, but admitted it was the sort of thing she might do.
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kidddddding.
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(couldn't resist)
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The end
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