Phone rings at 4:30 am my time and who's on the other end but Mule .
Music blaring in the distance I get this .
Mule : Yo yo yo Mother Fucker what up ..
Balddee : Who the Fuck is this !?
Mule : It's M --to the U to the U to the L It 's Mule man .
Balddee : Man it's fucking 4 in the fucking Morning man what the fuck's wrong with you .
Mule : Hey man where the fuck are you Dog I'm at the K-fed listening party Harmon' s DOING THE ROBOT with Todd Dancer on the bar to Pooposow c'mon thru !!
Balddee : popo, what the, look man I'm going back to sleep man don't call me with this bullshit .
Mule : I'm sorry I'm a fucking idiot POPO ZOW !!!
Balddee : All right go drink some fucking coffee I 'm hanging up .
Suddenly Todd Dancer grabs the phone .
TD : BALLLDDEEE BITCH !! what UP !! .
Balddee : For Pete's sake Todd what the fuck do you want !!
TD : You love L.A ..duh duh duh oh oh YOU LOVE IT !
Balddee : Good night guys .
TD : Wait mother fucker don't hang up did I tell you I'm a Flaccid Penis .
And with that I hung up .
The actual saddest part of all of this is I spent a good while contimplating what night this actually happened. When was I up until 6 in the morning. it happens everyonce and a while. So do drunk phone calls
ReplyDeleteQuit waking me up .
ReplyDeleteThose are the best kind of phone calls! I love it when my friends call me all wasted...that's months of material for making them feel like an ass.
ReplyDeleteI find it odd that no oe cares that they were at a K-Fed Cd party .
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