Before Brokeback...
I got a voicemail from my new roommate this weekend. Transcription:
"JESSEEEEE!!! IT'S JOSHUA!!! What's going on, man? (Unintelligible grunts and foreign words) I was actually just calling to ask if you've ever hung out with any of the Village People? How about anyone you know? No? Well, uh, I have. I was drinking last night with Randy Jones and let me tell you- that is one cool cowboy!"
End message.
posted by jesse @ 3:06 PM
6 Comments:
maybe you should call this page "confetti in josh's chops"
always liked the little Indian chief better, the way he'd run around half naked. You must rent "Can't Stop the Music."
That is brilliant. I love good voicemails. :)
a good drunken voicemail is a priceless commodity. my advice: save it and use it later :)
remember when I, under the guise of homer simpson, called up nasa and asked, "excuse me, do you have any Tang? [how did you get this numb] SHUT UP! And another thing, quit making the launches so boring! SHUT UP!"
Yeah, those were the days.
Update your blog, Jesse. :)
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