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And is it ever a “Fuck You Friday” here at Teletypewriter! Ian fell ill with the flu and I have to complete one to two chapters of my thesis and the GRE’s in less than three weeks. But our woes can’t compare to the woes of John McCain’s brother, Joe McCain, who apparently called 911 because he was stuck in traffic:
Operator: 911, state your emergency
Joe: It’s not an emergency, but do you know why on one side at the damn drawbridge of 95 traffic is stopped for 15 minutes and yet traffic’s coming the other way?
Operator: Sir, are you calling 911 to complain about traffic? (pause)
Joe: “Fuck you!” (hangs up)
Apparently, the operator found out that it was Joe McCain thanks to *69. I totally forgot that even existed thanks to cell phone caller-ID. Read the rest of this entry »
Ms. Rambunctious stalked two subjects today: “Bibi” the Cat and Mr. Drinkwater. Her efforts were only partially successful.
