Every time I pick up a cell phone, I always get an urge to go out into public and pretend to have a really, really bizarre conversation on it. For example:
"You lost it up where? And you're out of KY? Don't move, I'm coming by with the plunger."
"So, the elf finally died? Were you able to cut off the hands before they fed the remains to the shark?"
"Look, I told you THREE tubs of castor oil, not two! Yes, yes, I know the artificial fish tails never came in but...The palm tree exploded? You're fired!" (Calmly turning to the nearest person) "Are you looking for a job? You'll have to become an albino, but I can give you all of the silver bullion you can eat."
― Christine "Green Leafy Dragon" Indigo (cindigo), Saturday, 23 November 2002 03:17 (twenty-three years ago)