Friday, September 29, 2006

Dropped that bitch...

...this is SOOO silly, but sooo true. And if it didn't just happen to me, I wouldn't believe it.

After a long night (DJing), I stopped @ a friend's house before heading home. Lord, I had to pee so bad... So while I'm standing there ENJOYING this wonderful moment, I hear a loud "PLOP!" inside the toilet. I opened my eyes and looked down...

OH HELL NAW...

My cell phone fell from my jacket pocket, straight into the toilet. My gut instinct told me NOT to reach into the toilet to grab it, but to get help -- but I couldn't invite someone else into the bathroom right after I just peed... Ewww. So, I did what any cell phone lover would do... I reached INTO the toilet and grabbed for my phone. Big mistake. The phone went further down, until it was out of my reach. Now mind you, I couldn't stop laughing at myself -- hand immersed in a toilet full of pee, chasing after a cell phone that I'm SURE no longer worked...

So silly me. I thought, "oh, the phone's too big to go down the drain... I'll just go get help, but FIRST, let me at least flush the PEE down..."

"flush..."

OH SHIT! The phone went completely down the drain, gone forever... Now somewhere in sewer-land, someone's gonna get a nice little surprise. Can you imagine sitting on the toilet one day, and all of a sudden you hear, "ANSWER THE PHONE, CHILD! HURRY IT UP! AARON-CARL, YOUR PHONE IS RINGING!!!" (That's my custom ringer...)

So in my best Florida Evans voice, I repeat this mantra: "Damn, DAMN, DAMN!!!"

Whoo, I just had to tell somebody. Now I'm off to bed. I'll replace the phone tomorrow -- maybe I'll tell them it got stolen? LMBFAO...

1 comment:

Laurent Chambon said...

ah là là... once you have it, call me!
L