| A typical conversation that I have with a telephone solicitor when I'm bored and/or irritable:
me: Hello?
it: Hello this is so and so from some damn company trying to sell you some shit. Are you interested?
me: Not really. Actually, can I talk to you about this later, I'm too busy performing oral sex.
it: Well...
me: Is there a number I can reach you at? At your house?
it: Um...
me: Well, I'd really like to have your number, to see how you like being harassed while you're in the middle of something important for some bullshit phone call!
Click. Damn that felt good. | 
