Thursday, November 16, 2006

A Nightmare Comes True

I was in a public restroom when I dropped my cell phone right into the toilet. It was like a bad, bad, bad comedy sketch. I swore. I danced around in grossness. I used Lysol on both the phone and my hands. I lied to the guy at the store that I dropped it into a sink. And, I lost everyone's phone number.

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