Day 183 — Grillmasters
Phil's brother Rickey and cousin Spencer are visiting. I've been laughing so hard at tales of their crank-call hijinks back in Savannah. I regret that I was always too chicken to do a good crank call as a kid. Hell, what's stopping me now?
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Labels: project 365, The Phamily
3 Comments:
*RING RING*
LT: Hello?
PT: Thursday nights!!
LT: What?
PT: Bwa ha ha!
*click*
Aha haahahahahaaaaa!
That is tiniest grill ever. I used to crank call people when I was in Middle school. Our goal was just to get the people to talk to us for as long as we could. You would think people would have something better to do than to chat with a group of 14 year old girls on the phone. And don't get me started on the odd propositions.
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