transcription of conversation had by drunk guy on the phone while standing outside my apartment

gee, i’m gonna miss this place. here’s what i caught:
“the first night we met was at rachel’s party. we drank a bottle of fucking scotch and we fucking had sex. i remember everything.”

sounds of charlie brown’s wah wah wah teacher the phone must be really loud.

“ok, he’s sick. please stay awake. i have to talk to you. please stay awake. please. i need to talk to you about this. please, i’ll call you right back. don’t go to sleep, i’ll call you right back.”

sound of puking.

“c’mon, let’s go.”
“no”
“c’mon.”

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2 Comments

  1. Damon 03.Sep.05 at 3:21 am

    I waited and waited and he never called me back, that bastard.

    Reply
  2. PeeWee 03.Sep.05 at 7:20 am

    Yeah Damon. And I can’t drink Scotch anymore.

    Reply

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