Went camping over Labor Day weekend. Showered. Went to class.
MEANWHILE. Missy and Bea had a prank caller! I went in to print something off and Missy handed him over to me. This is how it went.
The Prank Caller was talking in a man-trying-to-sound-like-a-sexy-woman voice.
Missy: Hello?
Caller: Your boyfriend's hot.
Missy: I know.
(I come in to print something)
Me: Hello?
Caller: Which of you has the hotter boyfriend?
Me: That would be Missy.
Caller: I could please him better than she can.
Me: I highly doubt that.
Caller: I'm good at giving head.
Me: I'm sure you have something better to do right now.
Caller: Nothing's better than giving head.
Me: I'm sure you could traipse down to your local 7-11 and find someone willing.
Caller: But I like straight guys.
Me: Can't help you there. I'm in the music program.
Caller: Oh yeah, the music program is full of fags.
Me: Umm...yes.
Caller: I like homophobic straight guys.
Me: You should check out School of Mines. I hear they have lots of straight guys. Engineers.
Caller: But I like my men buff.
Me: Oh. You're outta luck then.
Caller: I like wrestlers.
Me: Then go find a wrestling team. Look, I don't think I have to walk you through this. It's all pretty elementary.
Caller: Wrestlers get lots of girls.
Me: Hey, you might not have anything better to do, but I know that I do, so I think we have to wrap this up.
Caller: Okay. I love you.
Me: Bye.
My, what an entertaining evening.
