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Originally Posted by Batts
You did not call me back you bastard.  |
I said tomorrow.
It is still tomorrow.
I just have to take a sound guy to the emergency room real quick....
You see we were doing some lighting tests and the strobe light set off an epileptic fit in the pet parrot, who flew into the microwave which fused because of the tin foil wrapped lube container in there to warm it up. The refridgerator then blew as well and the beer went hot, so we had to go out instead, and I had left my car keys in the front pocket of the seat in front of me on the plane I was on the day before yesterday, so my cell phone was locked in the holiday unit because when we were out the lighting guy had words with an outlaw biker and in the ensuing melee the model we were supposed to shoot went all emo on our collective asses, and what with all the parrot fit sqawking I did not hear the landline telephone ringing because the pizza guy had got lost delivered the double pepperoni with olives so we were hungry and so we went to Maccas and the sound guy slipped on a pickle that I threw on the floor (usually like pickels, but not then, for a change, anyway, I digress) and he bent his pinkie finger back real bad and the corporate ambulance subscription was not paid so we haed to hire a car and the rental ran out of gas and we walked 5 miles to a payphone to call a cab but it was out of order.
Sorry.
