“You’ve gotta help me.”
“Geez, what now?”
“Bob found me after I called you. He took me to his home. Then he put me in his BASEMENT!”
“Yeah, you know. The one with the pee hole!”
“And now he’s trying to frame me claiming I stole a salted nut roll at the same convenience store where he was caught with a pubic hair that he dug out of his pocket when he was looking for change. He wants them to froget all about that pube so he puts me in a room with a pee hole!”
“Man, that’s harsh.”
“Pubes and pee holes. PUBES AND PEE HOLE, MAN!”
“Yeah…….look, I’m feeling a bit fluey right now, I’ll have to get back to you. “
“PUBES AND PEE…”
I hung up.
Because of the flu.