I miss the calls from the high school about my nonexistent thug of a son

Aug 05, 2007 20:22

(phone ringing)
ME (bleary from lack of sleep): Hello?
MALE VOICE: Girl, you need to get over here and meet my mama.
ME: What?
MALE VOICE: My mama is cookin' fine!
ME: I think you have the wrong number?
MALE VOICE: mumble mumble mumble mamaME: (hangs up ( Read more... )

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radioronin August 6 2007, 12:59:14 UTC
I think 'My Mama is Cookin' Fine' would make a great blues band name. Or threadless T-shirt slogan...

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mrspleen August 6 2007, 18:03:41 UTC
I think, but am not entirely sure, that the last thing he said before I hung up was "what are you saying about my mama?"

I turned off the ringer after that, but that guy plus accomplices apparently called back twice later in order to have further incomprehensible arguments on my answering machine.

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radioronin August 7 2007, 00:42:27 UTC
You've got to save that shit. The best tape I've ever heard was a five minute wrong-number rant from a girl trying to tell her friend she'd just woken up to find a motherfuckin' mouse on her motherfuckin' chest, motherfucker just staring at her.

It was genius.

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