Mystery Drunk Caller
Of course, this isn’t such a mystery as I know who the caller was, but in my great compassion, I won’t name names.
“Hey. You know the other day when I was telling you about that store?”
“That store…they sell Wonder Woman costumes and-”
“Ok. Look. I told you, do not drunk call me. If you drunk call me, I’m going to hang up on you. Don’t frikking drunk call me!”
“Well, well, see…”
“Are you drunk?!”
“You’re drunk, aren’t you?”
“They have these Wonder Woman costumes there. I’ll buy it.”
“Dude, I don’t care about your Darth Vader crap, and I don’t care about Wonder Woman. If you call me one more time with your ^%$# in your hand, I’m going to-”
“You’re beautiful, Birg! I’ll buy the costume!”
“Ok, You know what? I’m hanging up. Do not drunk call me again.”
Yeah. This really happened today.
Somebody stop this ride…