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Old 06-05-2004, 10:42 AM
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Uh, once when I was about 14, me and my friends tried to call a hooker, solely to see if she'd turn up.
We'd just watched one of the many movies where somebody had got buried alive in some way, and we were discussing we could do that to her when were done so we wouldn't have to pay...
What we went with in the end is that we could seal the body in an airtight barrel and bury it years later. Of course, not ALL of us were serious about it...
So after lighting up a few joints and sitting on the couch for about a half hour before we remember to do this...friend #1 attempts to make the first call. When he said "uh, hello?" and paused, a few seconds later he hung up. It seems he'd lost his nerve when they said "how old are you?"
So it's my turn. Not good. If I have trouble keeping a straight face and not laughing NOW at the age of 23, man, back then, I would just have to THINK the wrong thing to set myself off.
I make the call anyway, I answer a few questions about what I'm after...etc in my "manliest" voice, I'm sill doing this when friend #2 leaves the room, and re-enters holding a small fuel barrel.
So I'm grinning ear to ear, and I manage to answer about 2 more questions before the "pfffffft" escapes. I then attempted to do the thing where you turn the laugh into a coughing fit.
And it worked, she bought it (or it certainly seemed so), she asked "are you alright sir?", I think I wanted to say that I'd had a cold, but unfortunately, I was too stoned to find the words, and it came out "I'm sorry, I've got some kind of disease".
Naturally, there was no point staying on the phone after that fuck-up, but it did keep us laughing like motherfuckers for the next hour or so....
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