4:00 AM
RING! RING! (I'm in a motel room, mind you.)
"Hello?"
"Is Larry there?"
"You've got the wrong number."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I called the wrong room"
"Ok"
*Click*
4:06 AM
RING! RING!
"Hello?"
"What are you doing?"
"Sleeping!?"
"This is Larry. I'm over here in room 130-something. Do you wanna come over and have a drink?"
"No, thank you."
*Click*
4:12 AM
RING! RING!
"HELLO!?"
"Hi. Are you alone?"
"No."
"You got a man over there with you?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
*Click*
4:18 AM
RING! RING!
"HELLO!?"
"Listen, I'm sorry, I want to apologize."
"Ok."
"I'm just sitting over here having a drink and you sound really purty and I just..."
*Click*
4:20 AM
RING! RING!
"Hi, I'm sorry, but can you tell who is calling me. Somebody from another room keeps calling me."
"Oh, I'm sorry. I can just block your phone."
"Ok, thank you."
"Your welcome."
*Click*
Seriously, Larry, how many dates have you actually gotten by calling a wrong number at a motel???
1 comment:
Poor Larry can't even get a date drunk wrong number dialing. :( Did you ever get a peek at Ole Larry?
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