Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Crime, 2

I swear to christ, another way to stop is lock criminals up in a room with old people trying to talk on a cell phone. Fucking hell. On the bus this morning:

(As loud as humanly possible)

“Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hi! I’m calling to tell you I left my clothes in a plastic bag in your bathroom. Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello?”

(one minute later)

“Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Do you have the generic for Vicodin cough syrup? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello? Hello?”

(my head explodes)

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