9.21.05
Category: dribblings
a conversation with dad:
dad: hey, the Englishman keeps sending your mom text messages. do those cost money?
me: well, usually you get so many free and then they charge ten cents per message.
dad: oh hell.
me: what a weirdo.
d: there was this lady at the hospital, nice lady, and she was talking about a friend of hers who would only send text messages. and she said her phone bill the first month was 50 extra bucks because of her idiot friend.
m: oh that sucks!
d: yeah. she finally told her friend to stop it and just call her. i don’t get that at all. i mean, what the hell?
m: it’s just gimicky, i guess.
d: it’s like Morse Code. we pay extra to send Morse fucking Code to each other.
m: heeeeeeeeee! Morse Code!
d: seriously, it’s like we’ve gone back in time.
m: i hadn’t thought of it that way. but you’re on to something there.
d: Morse Code, man. deetdootditdootdeetdootdoot and for what?! why don’t you just CALL ME?! IT’S CHEAPER.
m: hahahahahahaha deetdootdeetdoot HEY DUMBASS STOP deetdootdeetditdoot YOUR CELL PHONE IS NOT A TELEGRAPH STOP deetdootdeetdootdeetdoot. STOP! STOP
d: BAHahahahahahahahaa!
m: Morse Code. dad, you’re hilarious.
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laura: have you seen the previews for the new movie with whatsername?
jimmy: Flightplan with Jodie Foster? yeah, it looks good.
jaimie: what?! how the hell did you know what movie she was talking about?!
movie people. sometimes they just know.
Tags: laura, mr. fleegan, popsicle
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